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Since she seemed fine and was acting in her usual nasty manner, any concern I’d had for her dissipated. “Tyler called me and asked me to come get him and Dylan. He said you and Miguel were yelling at Dylan. What the hell, Lisa?”
“He was rude to Miguel,” she huffed.
“I don’t give a shit. He has no right to yell at my kids.”
“They’re my kids too.”
“Yeah? Then maybe you should actually act like a mom.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” she seethed.
I shook my head. “It means you barely have a relationship with your boys. You rarely show up for them, and when you do, it turns into a disaster.”
“Get the hell out of my apartment!” she yelled.
As usual, Lisa refused to acknowledge the damage she was doing to her relationship with her sons.
“I’ll leave, but you need to make this right with Tyler and Dylan. Maybe you can call them in a day or two.”
“Can’t they stay?” Her voice cracked a little, and I would have felt bad for her if she didn’t constantly play games with other people’s emotions.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I explained as I walked to the door. “And if you want them to stay here in the future, you better talk with Miguel. It won’t be pretty if I have to.”
15
CHASE
When Gage re-entered my life,I had no idea we would end up dating. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would be with a man, but I was, and it was the happiest I’d been in a long time. Not that I was unhappy before, but being with him made me feel alive. Or maybe like a teenager who was horny all the time because Gage Statler made me insatiable.
We took advantage of every second we could spend with each other the following weeks. While my schedule was a bit more flexible because I knew when I would or wouldn’t have my kids, Gage could never rely on Lisa. But somehow, we had a weekend together with no kids. There weren’t many clothes involved either, even though it was late January.
Gage’s alarm on his phone rang, making both of us startle.
“It’s morning already?” I groaned and wrapped my arms around him from behind.
“Yeah. Go back to sleep.”
“I don’t want you to leave.” I held onto him tighter so he couldn’t get up.
“High schoolers can’t teach themselves.” He chuckled.
“Fine.” I let go of him and rolled onto my back. “But I remember you played hooky a few times in college and I would be okay with spending the day in bed with you.”
“We’ve only been back from break for a couple of weeks. I can’t call in sick.” He got out of bed and rubbed his knee.
“Your knee is bothering you?” I asked, ignoring the school situation for a moment.
“It’s just stiff in the mornings.”
I rose onto my elbows. “I haven’t heard you complain before.”
“Not complaining. Just need to walk it out. Maybe rain is coming.” He smirked over his shoulder as he headed toward my connecting bathroom, his bare ass staring me in the face.
I snorted a laugh. “Okay, old man. Glad you can feel the weather in your bones.”
“I just need a massage.”
“I can help you with that.”
