R.L. Mathewson Chronicles

A Day in the Life Of… PartIII

“Yeah, no, that’s not happening,” Jen said with a slow shake of her head as she glanced from the man who had clearly lost his mind to the pitch-black storage room behind her and…

Yeah, this wasn’t going to happen.

“It was your idea,” Matt pointed out as he gestured with the jelly donut that he’d helped himself to for her to move her ass in get in there.

“Which means that I’ve done my part,” she explained with a shrug as she plucked the donut out of his hand and took a bite as she gestured for him to go for it.

A Day in the Life: Part II & An Excerpt from Irresistible

“You’re doing it wrong,” the little pain in the ass that he’d promised his brother that he wouldn’t kill, said as she took her time selecting a donut from the box that she’d picked up after he threw her out an hour ago, hoping that she’d finally take the hint and leave him alone.

She didn’t.

No, instead she walked back into his workshop ten minutes ago as though he hadn’t threatened to spank her ass if he ever saw her again, hopped up onto his workbench and ignored him. He was going to kill his brother, Matt decided as he glared at the little pain in the ass that had taken it upon herself to annoy the shit out of him.

A Day in the Life of…

“I really hate them,” Matt mumbled only to groan seconds later when the sounds of his brother groaning his wife’s name became louder and he was forced to pull a pillow over his head and-

“God, you feel so fucking good!”

-decided that he didn’t need sleep after all.

Only a few more weeks, Matt reminded himself as he got up, tripped over his pants before grabbing them off the floor and pulling them on. That was followed by grabbing a shirt off one of the piles of dirty clothes covering his floor, pulling it on, tripping over his boots, and-

“Harder!”

New York Trip: Part IV

“We are no longer speaking, sir!” Mikey said with one last glare aimed at her grandfather, the man that should be doing everything within his power to spoil her, as she rolled over onto her side, struggled not to vomit from the small movement, and pointedly ignored him.

For several minutes, she simply laid there, seething with righteous anger, knowing that she was minutes, nay, seconds away from her grandfather giving in and allowing her to go to the convention so that she could-

“He’s gone,” Sebastian said, making her frown.

New York Trip: Part III RL Mathewson Sunday Chronicle

“Get Sebastian out of here,” Trevor said as he managed to climb back on the bed and moved to take Mikey in his arms only to have his son tighten his hold around her when Trevor saw it.

Oh, shit…

Swallowing hard, Trevor glanced down at his arms and found himself biting back a curse when he spotted the rash that let him know just how badly they’d fucked up. He glanced back at his Uncle Ethan just in time to see him pull out the small red case that he kept for moments like this out of his bag, confirming his worst nightmare.

They’d all somehow managed to eat his wife’s cooking.

New York Trip Part II

“Kill…me…” Uncle Jared said and if Trevor wasn’t sure that he was about to die, he would have happily killed the bastard that hogged the fucking bathroom for the past two hours.

“You did this,” Trevor bit out weakly instead only to follow that up with a groan when his stomach turned violently, demanding that he roll over and-

Groaned when he hit the floor where he curled up into the fetal position so that he could glare at Jason, who’d barely made it two feet out of the bathroom before he dropped to the floor with a groan and a plea for a quick death.

 

A Bradford Christmas Part II

“I hope you choke on it, bitch!” one of Lucifer’s cousins said, she wasn’t exactly sure which one, as he took down another unnamed relative while Rebecca sat there, popping a Hershey Kiss in her mouth, debating if she should tell them that she spotted another tray of cupcakes in the fridge when the painfully familiar sigh came.

“What did you do now?” her husband asked as he joined her on the couch just as his cousin used a chokehold that actually impressed her and-

“You mean bastard!”

Christmas Chronicle and Tall, Dark & Furious Release

“She told me to do it.”

“Don’t care,” Uncle Eric said as he blocked Mikey.

“It’s not happening,” Jonathan said, blindly reaching back and placed his hand on her face and pushed her away.

“This is my chore,” Mikey said, more determined than ever as she moved around the large kitchen island that her father built for her mother and-

“Please don’t make me kill you,” Cole said, sighing heavily as Mikey shifted her glare to Sebastian and-

“We talked about this,” Sebastian said, tossing the miniature peanut butter cup that he just unwrapped into one of the large bowls that she was supposed to be filling before he turned around and-

“Mom told me to do this,” Mikey said firmly as Sebastian picked her up and carried her over to the other side of the kitchen, the fifteen feet which was the minimum distance that the group of traitors had decided that she needed to maintain between her and the task that her mother had specifically asked her to do at all times.

Trip to New York: Part I

“Are you still giving me the silent treatment?” Mikey asked, pausing by the car door as Trevor finished buckling in.

When Sebastian continued to ignore her, Mikey sighed, shifted her attention to him and-

“Fine. Then you may have the honor of acting as my seat,” she said with a long-suffering sigh and a regal wave of her hand that had his lips twitching.

“I’m honored,” Trevor said dryly as he shifted to get more comfortable before reaching down and plucking the tiny thing off the ground and settling her on his lap.

“I knew you would be,” Mikey said with a sniffle and a dismissive nod as she settled back with a sigh and absently began rolling her favorite baseball between her hands while she pointedly ignored her best friend seething next to them.

The Counter Plan Part IV

“You know, I really thought that your father and Uncle Darrin would have won after they pulled out the handcuffs,” Sebastian said, looking thoughtful as Mikey sat there, going for what she hoped was a friendly smile as she pushed the rest of her fries towards the two men glaring at her.

Without a word, Uncle Jason and Uncle Trevor reached over and helped themselves to her fries as they sat there…seething. That really was the only way to describe it, Mikey thought as she glanced past the two men that in retrospect, she should have offered the tickets to when she had the chance, and spotted Aunt Haley sitting with Uncle Jared several booths over, enjoying a quiet, glare-free lunch.

Swallowing hard, Mikey shifted her gaze back to the two men glaring at her and-

“I love you?” she said with a hopeful smile as she pushed the rest of her burger their way only to have Sebastian reach over and take it.