I can tell something's bothering Harry.
Most likely the fact that Preston, his own son hardly spoke to him in his own house. I've talked to Pres about it but he wasn't up for it. He said that Harry's cool and left it at that.
He's telling me one thing and Harry's, but in this situation I believe Harry because I've noticed a shift in Preston ever since he's met Harry. I wish he would tell me, but he's just a stubborn little five year old in his own little secluded and independent world.
The kids know of Michael, and know that's he's one of daddy's friends but they don't know about us.
We've kept our relationship on the down-low, mostly for the kids sake because I don't want to confuse them. Very few people know about our relationship, only my sister and his family; Harry has suspected something between us but had never came out and said it. But knowing him he will soon.
Thankfully today is Monday, a new start to the week. During the weekend my sister Jordyn, took the twins for the letting me take some time for myself, and with Mike. But earlier she dropped the kids off at the office with Harry.
I shift in my bed to look out the window in my room and feel a light buzzing against my stomach. I pick the object up and press the green phone.
"Hello my love." Mike chuckles on the other end and clears his throat.
"Get out of your bed, get your ass into that shower of yours and put something cute but casual on and beat your face to the Gods or go natural, whatever you feel like. I'll be over in two hours to pick your fine ass up." The call ends and I stare at my phone with a giant smile on my face.
Per Daddy's request, I get up and into the shower. Thankfully I washed my hair the previous night, so I just throw it up into a bun and begin washing my body. I step out the shower and almost busts my ass on the tile floor since oil from my hair products from last night still remained on the floor since I was too lazy to clean it up.
A crop top, high waisted jeans, and sandals are all I can find that mesh together so I go with this and beat my face. In the middle of putting a lady on, my phone begins to ring and Mikes name flashes across the screen. "Is your door unlocked because I'm here?"
"You have a key so why even ask?" She chuckles and slaps his face with a palm. "Shit you're right. Disregard this and act like you never got this message." The call drops and the door opens and slams close. "Daddies home!" I blush creeps up onto my cheeks and I halt my makeup until I see him enter into my room.
"Damn, my baby looks fine as hell!" I throw my head back into a fit of laughter as Mike grabs my head and plants a kiss on my lips. "You almost done?" I nod and ask him to pass me my setting spray. Around twenty sprays later and I look like a chocolate glazed donut.
"Grab my purse and my phone for me." He stands at the door and crosses his arms. "Now are you asking or telling me?"
"I'm telling you. Now get it or I'll make sure your plans don't go the way you want them too later on." Knowing what I'm referring to, he sprints to the side of my bed and has my purse hung on his arm and my phone in hand in about point five seconds. "Let's go girlfriend!" We hop into his sleek black two door Camero and ride to work.
We left a little later than I usually do so we get stuck right as traffic starts. "Dude I have to be to work on time, I'm still on probation." I palm my face and shake my head. Michael grabs hold of my left thigh and begins caressing it.
"Chill babe, you're going to be fine especially in your situation. You're the bosses children's mother and you're dating the CFO. You'll be a-okay honey." As much as I know he tried comforting me, his words did the opposite.
"I know but I don't want my situation to interfere or give me any special perks. I want to be a normal employee and not have pity from any of the people from higher positions." He nods understandingly and jerks to car over to the left. "Learn how to drive you fucking cunt." He screams. A car obviously didn't check their blind spot and began to switch lanes until Mike began to honk the horn repeatedly.
"Sorry bout that babe." Michael picks my hand up off the center console and holds it in his the entire way to the office.
We arrive and receive multiple stares and flares from employees in the the garage; Mike seems to not even notice anything but it slightly bothers me. Seems like the last few years at my other jobs over again. "Let it go princess, they have nothing to do with us and the looks they share are only out of jealousy." He lifts my hand up and plants a small kiss on the back.
I'm like actual shit at updating, like dead serious. I've been on writers block ever since the last chapter I published of this book so again, this came right out of my ass.
I wanted to update but literally couldn't think of anything... so here it is.
-Danielle 🌺
