Saint & His Happily Ever After (A Novella Of The "And His" Series)

Chapter Thirteen- Kathy (Three Years Later)

"Gimme another kiss" Michael growls pushing me against the wall making me giggle like a school girl.

"You've had god knows how many kisses all morning, baby" I say softly yet give him another kiss we're both lost in the kiss when suddenly I can hear my phone ringing from the living room.

"You gotta go, otherwise you're gonna be late" I say breathlessly.

"Your kisses are so fucking worth being late for, precious" he growls cupping my ass.

"You're so bad—" I giggle as the phone stops ringing. "Go on, get—I need to see who's calling, so I can ring them back"

He pouts and I give him another kiss. "I love you, woman—I'll see you at lunch" he growls.

"Okay" I say breathlessly as my phone rings again.

"Go on" he chuckles walking out the door.

"Love you" I shout as I run into the living room, I pick up the phone and see it's Colton I've missed two FaceTime calls from him.

Fuck...

I start fixing my hair trying to calm my ass down as I go to ring him back but he beats me to it when he FaceTimes me again, I see Michael through the living room window waving at me and blows me a kiss, I wave and blow one back before answering the call. "Jesus Christ, the lord, Colton" I say still breathless. "Why do you always know to ring when I'm in the middle of something?"

He frowns at me confused. "Momma, what could you of possibly been doing for you take that long to answer me?" he asks me.

I was dry humping Michael, while he was kissing the fuck out of me...

I avoid eye contact with him, as I feel my cheeks redden, suddenly I hear a slap bringing my attention back to the screen. "Momma, is anyone there with you? You weren't—" he hesitates before adding. "You know—" with a look that says where you having sex?

Fuck...

I try to act shocked but fuck I can't, so I cover it with laughing my ass off. "Was I having SEX do you mean, Colton?" I chuckle. "No, I wasn't—what in tarnations made you think that? I'da told you if I was seein' somebody" I say to him.

Lies, lies—LIES...

"Craig" Colton shrugs saying the name of his best friend who he met at camp who has become like a brother to him, he's a lovely lad who is from Liverpool in the uk. I haven't even met the lad in person but me and Craig have built a close friendship over the three years.

I call him my brit, Michael knows of Craig but I've not told him of my nickname for him, god knows he'll spank my ass.

Putting my best scowl on. "Craig" I say. "Where are you, Boy?" I ask looking at every angle of the screen.

The room is quiet for a beat when suddenly Craig's face fills up the screen. "Heeeey, momma k" Craig says sweetly.

"Boy, don't you try and sweet talk me with your British accent. It ain't gonna work this time" I tell him trying to keep a straight face.

"Come on, Kathy" he coos at me. "You know, I love you" he says with a wink, and I can't help it, his face and his voice makes me giggle like a little school girl.

"How you doin?" He asks me.

"I'm good, sweet boy." I tell him. "How are my two boys?" I ask him.