Zoe

Late Night Talk

“They’re evil,” Trevor muttered against her belly, which was immediately followed by pressing a kiss against her belly through the Bradford Construction tee-shirt that she’d helped herself to from his closet before he turned his head and released a heartfelt sigh. “What did they do now?” Zoe asked, placing her book down next to her on the bed and- “Exist,” Trevor mumbled, making her lips twitch. Knowing that he wouldn’t appreciate it if she smile right now, Zoe cleared her throat and wrapped her arms around him and began running her fingers through his hair. “What else did they do?” Tilting his head… Read More

A Bradford Christmas Eve: Part I

An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle

For Adults 18 Years and Older

Christmas Eve should be relaxing, right? Not for Trevor, who just realized he skipped the most important task of the holiday season

God, he was exhausted, Trevor thought as he stood there, watching his incredibly beautiful wife roll over onto her side with a soft sigh. All… Read More

A Bradford Birthday Flashback

Freshly Re-Edited

An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle

Part I

“I just cleaned that,” Zoe mumbled sadly as she stared down at the muddy footprints covering the floor that she’d just spent the past hour scrubbing.

“Damn it,” Trevor muttered as he glanced down at his dirty boots before taking in the muddy trail of footprints that he’d left behind. “I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

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Thanksgiving Negotiations: Part III

“I…I don’t think I can do this,” Zoe managed to get out as she stood there, wringing her hands together as she shot another nervous glance at the large kitchen door, which was the only thing protecting them from a room full of Bradford men waiting for Thanksgiving dinner. “They have it coming,” Haley bit out with a firm nod as she reached up and pushed her glasses back up her nose with a look that she probably thought was intimidating, but really, she was just too damn adorable for words to pull off, Rebecca thought as she forced herself… Read More

Thanksgiving Negotiations

“No,” Lucifer said, not bothering to look up from the iPad on his lap as the small woman that loved tormenting him more than anything climbed onto his desk. Rebecca didn’t say anything as she shifted to get comfortable, letting him know that she was still trying to figure out how she was going to pull off whatever her devious mind had conjured up. That was fine with him. More than fine… Normally, his incredibly beautiful wife used a few whispered promises to wrap him around her little finger, but when she had no idea where to start, those times always ended… Read More

The Repairman Part II

“Why are you doing this to me?” Zoe asked hollowly as she stood there, telling herself that this wasn’t happening, but she knew better.

“I’m not paying someone a fortune to do something that I could do for free,” Trevor said as he finished pulling the refrigerator that was going to need a miracle to fix, away from the wall with a satisfied sigh that told her that this wasn’t going to end well.

“I really think that we should call someone,” Zoe said, wondering why he was doing this to her when they both knew that he had absolutely no… Read More

The Repairman: Part I

“Nooooo! Oh, God! This isn’t happening!” came the screams of agony that had tore Zoe out of sound sleep and had her jumping up and-

“Crap!” she muttered when her legs got tangled in the sheets and she stumbled over her feet and landed on the floor with a pained grunt.

“What the hell is happening?” Trevor asked, sitting up with a groan as he rubbed his hands down his face… Read More

That New Car Smell: Part I

“But I don’t need a new car,” Zoe said with a sad shake of her head while Trevor stood there, watching as the tow truck that he’d been forced to call slowly pulled her car up and-

“We can fix that, right?” Zoe asked, sounding hopeful as he stood there, watching the trail of sparks left behind as the engine was slowly dragged across the pavement.

Instead of arguing with his wife because he knew that it was pointless, Trevor reached over and grabbed a child, not really caring who it was, threw the kid over his shoulder and headed towards… Read More

The Great Lockdown of 2020 Part VI

“It’s just that,” his son, who he loved more than anything, said as he shifted to get more comfortable on the bed between them with a heavy sigh, “I think things would have gone differently if I’d chosen the dog instead of the top hat.”

“Why are you here?” Trevor asked as he laid there on his stomach, biting back a groan as his erection that had been enjoying the way his wife had been running her hands over him finally died while the reason that he hadn’t been able to make love to his wife for the past five… Read More

The Great Lockdown of 2020

“You’re grounded,” her mother said as soon as Mikey’s father dropped her on the couch.

“That’s fair,” Mikey said, nodding solemnly as she sat up.

“No television, no leaving the house, no nothing,” her mother said with a glare that had Mikey nodding in agreement.

“I told you to stay off the roof, didn’t I?” her father said, folding his arms over his chest as he glared down at her.

“And I fully planned on listening to you, but that was before Mathew tried to eat my hand,” she said only to wince when her parents continued to glare at her.… Read More