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unnecessary trip to the laundry room to wash her hands and grab Sam
a t-shirt. It gave her time to pull herself together and come up with a
temporary plan.
The
only thing she could think to do was turn away and not stare at him like a long
lost cinnamon roll. If she kept her back to him then she could think and talk
like a normal human being. Out of sight, out of mind would have to become her
new motto. At least until she knew she had her mind and body under control.
Heading
back to the laundry room again she took off her vintage apron. Without thought
she tossed it in the washer while peeking out the window of the laundry room
door to catch a glance of Jett.
Sam
stood at the grill, beer in hand, yammering away as Jett stood a few feet back
listening. They looked at ease and content. Like they were home.
Her
heart skipped a beat as she took in the cozy scene while her mind created
images of future family gatherings—picnics and holidays, births of babies
and a myriad of other things. Corrine with Jett. Sam with MJ. It would be the perfect scenario, however
completely out of the realm of reality.
Turning
from the view she grabbed up the rest of the aprons and threw them in the
washer. It needed to be done anyway so she may as well do it now. It would keep
her busy just a little bit longer. Stalling the inevitable when she had to face
him again.
Finished with the task Corrine checked
on the guys one more time before strolling through the house heading up the
stairs to the safety of her room.
She
closed her door most of the way, leaving it cracked open so she could hear if
they called her name. It was a habit from her youth that stuck with her to
adulthood. Even when she was alone in the house, she kept it open a little. A quirk of her nature.
Flopping
on the bed she snatched up her phone and speed dialed MJ, who picked up on the
first ring.
“Please
tell me you need me home right this minute. That there’s some emergency you
can’t handle on your own,” MJ rushed out.
“Hey,
to you too. I take it things aren’t going well there.” Corrine couldn’t help
the light chuckle that came out. Just hearing her friend’s voice relaxed her
more than she knew she needed.
“Oh
my god, it’s even worse than I thought and no one is listening to me at all. They
think I’m acting childish and should be grateful they’re doing this for me.” MJ
released a sound of disgust. “I’m to the point I’m about to tell them I’m a
lesbian and you’re my lover.”
Corrine
couldn’t help, but fall into a fit of laughter. It wouldn’t be the first time
someone thought that about them.
“Stop
laughing, Rini. This is horrible. Plus, you would be lucky to have me as your
undercover lover.”
They
both giggled and some of the tension Corrine felt coming over the line, died
away.
“So
tell me what you’ve been up to?” MJ asked on a huge sigh. “Did you finally get
out for that midnight run you’ve been dying for?”
Mention
of the night before brought back the sharp memory of being beneath Jett as he
pounded her from behind. A shudder worked down her spine.
“Corrine?
What’s going on? You made a funny moaning noise.”
“I
made it out like I planned.”
“There’s
something else. Something happened last night and don’t you dare try to deny
it. I’m in Hell right now and need you to take my mind off all of this.”
Corrine
could picture her standing there hands on her hips, eyes narrowed, refusing to
back down.
“Sam’s
here,” she said in an attempt to deflect her friend.
“Really?”
MJ’s
interest in that tidbit of news was too easy to hear. “Yeah, got here this morning.
He even asked about you.”
“He
probably wanted to know where I was so he could pick on me, the jerk.”
“No.
He did want to know where you were but got upset when I said you were out of
town.”
“Bullshit.
That man couldn’t care less if I was out of town.”
“That’s
not true MJ.” She hated that Sam and
a t-shirt. It gave her time to pull herself together and come up with a
temporary plan.
The
only thing she could think to do was turn away and not stare at him like a long
lost cinnamon roll. If she kept her back to him then she could think and talk
like a normal human being. Out of sight, out of mind would have to become her
new motto. At least until she knew she had her mind and body under control.
Heading
back to the laundry room again she took off her vintage apron. Without thought
she tossed it in the washer while peeking out the window of the laundry room
door to catch a glance of Jett.
Sam
stood at the grill, beer in hand, yammering away as Jett stood a few feet back
listening. They looked at ease and content. Like they were home.
Her
heart skipped a beat as she took in the cozy scene while her mind created
images of future family gatherings—picnics and holidays, births of babies
and a myriad of other things. Corrine with Jett. Sam with MJ. It would be the perfect scenario, however
completely out of the realm of reality.
Turning
from the view she grabbed up the rest of the aprons and threw them in the
washer. It needed to be done anyway so she may as well do it now. It would keep
her busy just a little bit longer. Stalling the inevitable when she had to face
him again.
Finished with the task Corrine checked
on the guys one more time before strolling through the house heading up the
stairs to the safety of her room.
She
closed her door most of the way, leaving it cracked open so she could hear if
they called her name. It was a habit from her youth that stuck with her to
adulthood. Even when she was alone in the house, she kept it open a little. A quirk of her nature.
Flopping
on the bed she snatched up her phone and speed dialed MJ, who picked up on the
first ring.
“Please
tell me you need me home right this minute. That there’s some emergency you
can’t handle on your own,” MJ rushed out.
“Hey,
to you too. I take it things aren’t going well there.” Corrine couldn’t help
the light chuckle that came out. Just hearing her friend’s voice relaxed her
more than she knew she needed.
“Oh
my god, it’s even worse than I thought and no one is listening to me at all. They
think I’m acting childish and should be grateful they’re doing this for me.” MJ
released a sound of disgust. “I’m to the point I’m about to tell them I’m a
lesbian and you’re my lover.”
Corrine
couldn’t help, but fall into a fit of laughter. It wouldn’t be the first time
someone thought that about them.
“Stop
laughing, Rini. This is horrible. Plus, you would be lucky to have me as your
undercover lover.”
They
both giggled and some of the tension Corrine felt coming over the line, died
away.
“So
tell me what you’ve been up to?” MJ asked on a huge sigh. “Did you finally get
out for that midnight run you’ve been dying for?”
Mention
of the night before brought back the sharp memory of being beneath Jett as he
pounded her from behind. A shudder worked down her spine.
“Corrine?
What’s going on? You made a funny moaning noise.”
“I
made it out like I planned.”
“There’s
something else. Something happened last night and don’t you dare try to deny
it. I’m in Hell right now and need you to take my mind off all of this.”
Corrine
could picture her standing there hands on her hips, eyes narrowed, refusing to
back down.
“Sam’s
here,” she said in an attempt to deflect her friend.
“Really?”
MJ’s
interest in that tidbit of news was too easy to hear. “Yeah, got here this morning.
He even asked about you.”
“He
probably wanted to know where I was so he could pick on me, the jerk.”
“No.
He did want to know where you were but got upset when I said you were out of
town.”
“Bullshit.
That man couldn’t care less if I was out of town.”
“That’s
not true MJ.” She hated that Sam and
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