Chapter Nine

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The time has come for me to do one of the hardest things. I have to tell my sons the truth about them. I fear they will hate me for not telling them about their father. I also have to tell them the truth about what they are. I let myself get lost in my thoughts.

The rest of the day blurs by me. Joc and I are closing the diner up. I set the alarms. We are walking up the stairs. We walk inside the house. We are greeting by our family. I walk into my bedroom. I change out of my work clothes.

I walk to my bathroom. I walk to the shower. I turn the shower on. I let my mind wonder to Michael. Gods, I have missed him so much. It isn’t safe to let the boys and him meet. I don’t want them to fight their father. Michael would never harm a child nor a woman. I am done in the shower. I shut the water off.

 I am humming a song as I wrap a towel around my body. I wrap my second one around my hair.

I walk out of my bathroom. I am drying my hair when I pause, I look into the mirror. Michael is standing behind me. I shut my eyes thinking I am seeing things. I open my eyes and he is there.

I turn and face him. He rises a hand to me as if beaconing me to come to him. I want to but I am frozen at the sight before me.

Gods he is more muscle than what he was seventeen years ago. My mouth waters at the sight of him. How could someone be even more handsome than before. He is perfect.

Michael is watching me. His eyes are looking at me from my feet to my face. Maddox is looking at me. I shiver feeling the heat in his gaze.

“Little one?” I step back from him, “Michael I.”

Jack knocks on the door I turn to face the door, “Ilona are you alright in there.”

I turn around and Michael is gone I sign in relief and in regret, “Yes, Jack I am fine. I will be out in a moment.”

I finish drying my body and hair. I slip into my jeans. I pull my t-shirt over my head onto my top half. I take a deep breath. I let it out. So many emotions are going through me. I touch the necklace. Michael had given it to me. I always wear it.

I walk out of my bedroom. I shut the door. I walk into the living room. Everyone is smiles laughing enjoy the evening.

I ask, “Who is hungry?”

Clairie says, “I am very hungry momma.”

I smile and I walk to her, “You are always welcome in our house Clairie.”

She hugs me, “Thank you for having such wonderful sons.”

“You are wonderful to Clairie never forgot that.” They look at us, “They are pretty awesome aren’t they.”

I walk into the kitchen and check on dinner. They boys did great on dinner. I keep seeing Michael. I am seeing Maddox as well. I shiver knowing they would never harm me. I had accepted them both. My acceptance of them was a gift to them.

Dinner is ready. I set the table. I carrying the roast to the table. We make the kids their plates. We are sitting down at the dining room table. We are eating dinner. We are talking about our days.

The kids yawn and say, “We are going to bed.”

We all says, “Good night guys.”

I hug the boys and I kiss their foreheads, “Good night boys.”

I hug Clairie, “Good night sweetheart.”

She tells me, “Good night momma.”

Tressa goes and helps Clairie get ready for bed. I am washing dishes. Tressa and Jack are talking about something. They hug and kiss each other good night. Jack leaves and returns to his house. Joc and Tressa go to bed as well. I am done washing the dishes. I dry my hands. I shut all the lights off but the lamp in the hallway.

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