I woke up to the pounding in my head, slowly picking my arm up and rubbing my forehead.
"How are you feeling?" Mike asked as he bounced Isaiah on his side.
"Mh... headache." I mumbled softly. "What are you still doing here? What time is it?" I asked as I picked up my head and pulled the clock over to me to read the time, "8:34" I groaned.
"The baby ate and our daughter is fed. She's downstairs watching tv right now." Mike chuckled.
I smiled at Mike, feeling so thankful, "thank you, Mike. You didn't have to do that. But I appreciate it very much."
"Not a problem. I'll be back." Mike said and instantly disappeared.
As I waited for Mike, I laid there with a horrible hangover. Once I heard footsteps up the stairs, Mike had a bottle of Tylenol and water in his hand.
"I put Isaiah in the walker, he's amused with the toys attached to it." Mike laughed, "here, take two of these."
Once I took the Tylenol, I looked at Mike with a smile, "you really don't have to do this, Mike."
"It's okay, I don't mind." Mike chuckled.
"Can't believe I got sick. I don't normally drink that much." I laughed shaking my head.
"Yeah, that definitely wasn't pretty." Mike laughed too.
"Thank god you were here, I don't know what I would have done if I let ken see me like that." I mumbled.
"Well luckily, she didn't. But don't sweat it, you had a lot going on." Mike sat down on the bed. "You're still a great mom, you know that right?"
I nodded my head as I looked into Mikes blue orbs. I sighed as I moved my head closer to his.
"I've been waiting to do this." I mumbled against his lips.
I wrapped my arm around Mike's neck, pulling him into a deeper kiss as I urged for him to climb on top of my body, instantly becoming weak.
Mackenzie's POV
After realizing that neither Mike or my mom has come down the stairs, I got up off of the couch and made my way up the stairs to my mom's bedroom. Opening the door, I seen something that shocked me.
Mike was on top of my mom, them kissing. Her leg slightly wrapped around his calves, him shirtless and my moms shirt up with his hand caressing her breast. Once Mike moved his lips to my moms neck, her letting out a soft moan, I gasped causing them to stop and look over at the doorway.
"Oh my god!" My mom shouted as Mike jumped up, looking for his shirt.
Instantly I wanted to run out of there but I was also so confused, I had to ask, "What.... I... Mom, you just broke up with Tony?"
"I'm so sorry you seen that. Give us a minute please, I'll be down in a few to talk to you." My mom frantically talked as she shut her door.
Carrie's POV
"Now I meet the standards of being a hoe to my daughter." I sighed as I put my face in my hands.
"Hey, hey... it's okay. You're not." Mike said pulling me into a hug.
"I was just so vulnerable. I shouldn't have kissed you, Mike. I'm so sorry." I apologized.
"I regret nothing, Care." Mike spoke softly.
"We need to be careful, we weren't careful. We messed this up. What do we tell her?" I wondered.
"The truth, we kissed and it went a little further than we anticipated. She knows we used to be together, she isn't going to question that." Mike admitted.
I nodded, "that's good." I stressed.
