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Daddy’s Little Girl Part II: An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle

“Open the door, sweetheart,” Jason said as his grip on the door frame tightened and he forced himself to slowly exhale as he pressed his forehead against the bathroom door.

“I-I’m f-f-fine,” Elizabeth managed to get out on a broken sob that had him pushing away from the door and ramming his fingers through his hair. He was going to kill the little bastard, he decided when the next round of sobs began.   

“You should probably call Aunt Hayley.”

“You really should,” Sebastian said, drawing his attention to the duo that he’d called in to help fix… Read More

Daddy’s Little Girl: Part I….An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle

“I’m getting too fucking old for this,” Jason said, sighing as he rubbed his hands roughly down his face as he sat there, trying to find the energy to drag his ass inside.

Knowing that his little grasshopper was inside waiting for him had him grabbing his backpack and shoving his truck door open. He was taking next summer off, he decided as he grabbed the small cooler that Hayley packed for him this morning out of the back and headed for the front door. He’d been working for his father every summer since he turned fourteen and now that… Read More

Father’s Day

“Am I a joke to you?” Jason demanded as he looked at the small pile of gifts that his children had given him.

“What’s wrong?” Joshua asked, frowning down at the signed Yankees baseball cap that he’d given his father.

“I thought you wanted a new briefcase,” Elizabeth said, gesturing towards the gift she’d given him.

“And you thought I could be bought off?” Jason asked in disgust as he folded his arms over his chest and shook his head in disgust as his children stood next to his bed, looking at a loss at what to do, which only infuriated him… Read More

Game of Thrones Chronicle: Part III

“Shhhh, my show’s about to start,” Jason said as he tossed a handful of peanut butter M&Ms, peanut butter M&Ms because he felt that they went better with Game of Thrones than Reese’s Pieces, as Haley sat there, glaring at the large bastard that was quickly ruining what she’d waited two years for.

“I-I will kill you,”she barely managed to get through the rage that had been building over the past seven weeks since the man that she was seriously considering smothering with a pillow decided that Game of Thrones was his favorite… Read More

Game of Thrones: Part II

“What are you doing?” Jason asked, blinking down at his wife as she…

Well, he wasn’t really sure what she was doing, but he was starting to become somewhat concerned with what all the wiggling was doing to the baby. Sighing, he wrapped his free arm around her and carried her back to the bed. While she glared at him, and god was she fucking cute, he sat back down on the bed and-

“Where the hell are you going?” he couldn’t help but wonder when she ripped the modem out of his hand and stormed off towards their bedroom door… Read More

Game of Thrones Chronicle

“You’re dead to me!” she heard her oldest son yell and while that would normally be enough to get her out of bed, but not tonight after she’d waited almost two years for this.

Tonight, she wasn’t going anywhere, not without making sure that Jamie was okay.

She’d hoped that she would find out Jamie’s fate last week with the season premiere, but it had simply been a tease, but tonight, tonight she planned on getting some damn answers. With that in mind, Haley shoved another pillow behind her back, grabbed the bowl of Reese’s Pieces off the nightstand, took a… Read More

Tickets: Part I

“I don’t think it’s a good idea to let the kids spend any more time with Mikey.”

“Why?” Haley asked, unable to help but frown as she pushed her glasses back up.

“Because she’s a bad influence,” Jason bit out with a glare leveled across the large dining room table at the twelve-year-old girl in question.

“You’re still not going,” Mikey said, pausing mid-roll of the baseball between her hands to take a bite out of the grilled cheese sandwich that he’d made her.

“You have eight tickets,” he pointed out between clenched teeth.

“True,” Mikey murmured thoughtfully before pointing out, “but I… Read More

Tournament: January Chronicle

“Please tell me that you’re kidding.”

“I’m really not,” Jason said, folding his arms over his chest as he glared down at the small woman that better not try to leave that bed again.

“But I have to-”

“No.”

“But-”

“No.”

“If you’d just let me explain,… Read More

Happy Mother’s Day

“But, it’s Mother’s Day tomorrow,” Cole bit out with a glare as Jason shoved his overnight bag in his hands.

“Then you should probably remember to get your grandmother something nice,” Jason said with a wink as he shoved his son inside his parent’s house, noting the other two were already heading towards the kitchen with his mother and shut the door on his son’s glaring face.

Once that was done, Jason glanced down at his watch, realized how late it was and moved his ass. In less than a minute, he was in his car and heading towards Walmart, wondering… Read More

Christmas Shopping: Part II

Kasey couldn’t believe that she was doing this, but she was desperate. Not knowing what else to do, she grabbed Reese by the arm, ignoring his heavy sigh as she dragged him over to the kitchen door, and shoved him through the door before she turned around and faced the two men currently devouring all the experiments for the new chocolate chip cook recipe that she’d been hired to figure out and that hadn’t quite made the cut.

“I need your help,” she said, deciding to get straight to the point.

“Can’t,” Jason said, pointedly looking down at the sleeping baby… Read More