Chronicles

Christmas Shopping: Part II

“No,” Uncle Trevor said, as he stood there, rubbing his hands roughly down his face while she watched the small black puppy that would make the perfect Christmas present for Aunt Zoe as it fell over, shook it off, and quickly got back up and ran as fast as its three legs would carry it across the large box so that it could attack the large ball the shelter volunteer had given it.

“She’d love it,” Sebastian pointed out with a shrug as Mikey shifted her attention from the adoption center that the local animal shelter had set… Read More

Christmas Shopping

“Get in the truck,” came the demand that would have normally had her running the other way and yelling for her Dad, but since she had a math test waiting for her at school today …

Mikey turned around and climbed into the black pick-up truck, shoving her best friend out of the way in the process and once he accepted the fact that she was sitting next to the door, she shoved her backpack onto his lap, adjusted her baseball cap, put her seatbelt on, grabbed her baseball out of her bag, and sat back with a… Read More

Night Out: Part VI

“But-”

“The lady is all set,” Trevor bit out evenly to the waitress holding a decadent slice of chocolate fudge cake drizzled with raspberry sauce that looked really good as he leveled a glare on the man sitting at the table next to him, who was leaning over to pick up the spoon that he’d dropped, again.

 “Of course,” the beautiful waitress that had been sending Trevor wistful glances all night, said with a smile and a nod before she walked away, taking the beautiful slice of cake with… Read More

Night Out: Part V

“I’m sorry. What did you say the name on the reservation was?” the little bastard mumbled absently as his focus shifted back to Zoe’s generous cleavage while the woman that every man within a twenty-foot radius was hungrily devouring with his eyes reached up to push her hair back and-

“Bradford,” Trevor bit out with a glare at the asshole who groaned when the move caused the large breasts that no other man had a fucking right to look at… Read More

Date Night: Part IV

“I can’t do this,” Zoe said, shaking her head helplessly as her grip tightened on her seatbelt while she watched Trevor, looking incredibly handsome in his suit, walk around the truck to open her door as she prayed for a miracle. A few seconds later he reached her door and her shoulders slumped in defeat as she resigned herself to another night watching every woman within a twenty-foot radius coming onto her husband.

“You look beautiful, baby,” the incredibly handsome man that she loved more than anything, but was most likely going to have to maim to get out of… Read More

“Happy Thanksgiving” an R.L. Mathewson Chronicle

Why was it so dark? Mikey couldn’t help but wonder with a groan as she tried to find the willpower to leave the comfort of her bed. It took several grumbles, a few muttered curses that would have immediately resulted in her spending the next month in her room if her mom heard her, but eventually she managed to shove the covers off.

It took a few more grumbles until she managed to sit up. Several minutes later, her feet touched the floor and she managed to stand up so that she could stumble her way to the bathroom that… Read More

The Favor: Part II

“This isn’t going to work,” Cole said, sighing heavily as he rubbed his hands down his face.

“Yes, it will,” Jonathan said, licking his lips nervously as he grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the windows and out of sight of the store manager that had been watching them for the past ten minutes.

“You’re making a big deal out of nothing,” Mikey said with a sigh as she plucked the money out of Cole’s hand, turned around and-

“It’s not too late,” Sebastian said even as he gave her a pitying look that had her eyes narrowing on her… Read More

An Excerpt from The Promise

From "The Promise" An NFH Novel

“Please tell me that you’re not really looking up the rules for friends with benefits,” Reed said as she scrolled down the page and couldn’t help but shake her head with a sigh, because they were already screwing this up.

“I like to be informed,” she said, wondering how they were supposed to follow rules five through eight while she was living here. Then again, rule number four might be an issue since she really wasn’t interested in exploring her BDSM side. Except for the spankings. She was definitely interested in the… Read More

The Favor: Part I

“She’s not going to do it,” Sebastian said, not bothering to look up from the book that he’d helped himself to from her backpack while she tried to figure out why Cole and Jonathan were staring at her.

“You don’t know that,” Cole said as he gave her a hopeful smile that matched Jonathan’s.

“I really do,” Sebastian said, sounding bored as he reached over and helped himself to the PB&J sandwich that his mother made for her.

“Know what?” she asked, rolling her baseball between her hands as she sat there, trying to find the willpower to do her homework.

“We need… Read More

A really long freaking day…

So, I've had an interesting, somewhat disturbing day, where I've made several attempts to write the Chronicle this weekend only to get waylaid by completely random and bizarre things getting in the way. Let's see, I've discovered just how incredibly gross kittens can be, which was immediately followed by discovering how much Lysol it took to clean that disturbing discovery, which was followed by the need to clean the entire downstairs. That was followed by finding out that one of the kids dropped a metal measuring cup in the garbage disposal. Somewhere in there I had to deal with… Read More