Devin
Maternity Leave
Part II
An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle
“That’s not going to work on me,” Devin said, pinching the bridge of his nose as he stood there, wondering why they were having this conversation again.
“Yes, it will,” Charlie murmured absently as she continued nibbling on the jelly donut that the man that he’d been counting on to talk some sense into her gave her, thinking that it would be enough to get her to listen… Read More
And So It Begins: Part IV
“You do realize that I hate you, right?” the man that hadn’t stopped bitching since Devin dragged him out of his office said.
“You realize that I don’t care, right?” Devin asked his wife’s best friend as he glanced around the large parking lot, making sure that none of his cousins or uncles were around before he reached for the car door.
“Are you going to tell me why we had to take my car?” Ben asked, sighing heavily as he reluctantly climbed out.
“Because I couldn’t take my truck,” Devin murmured absently as he looked back and…
He just couldn’t help but… Read More
A Bradford Christmas Eve
“Oh, my god, you’re so sweet!” Charlie said with a watery smile as she pulled the little traitor in her arms and gave him the kiss that should have rightfully been his.
“I know how much you love Christmas, Mommy,” Dustin said with an adorable smile while Devin was forced to stand there, feeling his right eye twitch while he watched as his son grabbed the large cupcake with extra buttercream frosting and Christmas sprinkles and made a show of handing it to Charlie. “I picked this one out just for you,… Read More
Babysitting Bradfords Part III
Babysitting Bradfords Part II
He was going to fucking kill Devin, Jason thought as he sat there, staring at the twins that played him so fucking well. He never should have looked beneath that bed, but he’d looked everywhere else for them and…
God, he should have fucking known better.
“We need more chocolate,” Abbi said with a firm nod as she reached over and grabbed a handful of M&Ms and tossed them into the large mixing bowl overflowing with ice cream and a shitload of toppings.
Using a mixing spoon, Dustin scooped up some ice cream, took a bite and shook his head. “More hot… Read More
A Bradford Mother’s Day Special Chronicle
“You know what I think Mommy needs, Daddy?”
“What’s that, baby girl?” Devin absently asked as he searched for the bacon.
“Fluffiness, Daddy,” Abbi said, drawing his attention away from the fridge to find his baby girl nodding solemnly. “She needs fluffiness.”
“She has fluffiness,” Devin said with a pointed look at the large German Shepherd currently sleeping on his back in the middle of the floor.
“She needs more, Daddy,” she said with a sad shake of her head.
“No,” he said, chuckling as he returned his attention the refrigerator only to find his son standing in front of him, taking over the… Read More