All of Me? The Trust Me? Trilogy

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Book: All of Me? The Trust Me? Trilogy by K E Osborn Read Free Book Online
Authors: K E Osborn
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Fiction
My heart starts to pound when the doors open.
    “Baby, you don’t have to come up if you don’t want to.”
    “I know, I’m fine.” Of course I’m lying, I would’ve been happy if I never stepped foot in his apartment again. I take a deep, steadying breath.
    He takes my hand, and we enter the elevator. My breathing becomes quick and shallow. The elevator travels up to the apartment. It seems to take forever. The doors open, and I intertwine and tighten my hand in his. The last time I was here was that heart shattering day when my world ended and we broke up. We step out of the elevator and proceed through to the living room. He turns on the lights. Memories fill my head of Jason and the incident . My heart pounds harder and faster, and I feel like I’m going to be sick or faint, I’m not sure which one. I quickly walk into the bedroom with Aiden following closely behind.
    I walk into the closet and start packing frantically. I stop when I feel Aiden’s arms wrap around my waist. I sigh and instantly feel calmer while he holds onto me tightly. I bask in his warmth and take a deep breath. I love this man. He kisses my cheek softly. We finish packing and walk to the elevator.
    “Before we leave, I need to stop at Mom’s.” He pushes the button for the second floor; we exit, and leave Aiden’s things outside Callie’s door. He knocks and Callie answers it with a gasp as she takes a step back.
    “Oh my God, it’s good to see you two together. You are together again aren’t you?” she asks, quickly needing reassurance.
    “Yes, Mom, we’re back together.”
    Callie moves aside and ushers us in. Mike is sitting on the sofa watching TV. I look at Aiden who has a smile on his face.
    “Hi, Mike,” I say and sit next to him on the sofa. He’s dressed in suit pants and a pinstriped shirt, rather than his usual uniform.
    “Good evening, Miss Taylor, it’s very good to see you. I’ve missed having you around.” He leans in and throws his arms around me.
    “I missed you too, Mike.”
    He leans back against the sofa and Callie and Aiden join us.
    “What brings you two here to see me?”
    “Mom, I wanted to let you know that I’m moving into Sarah’s for a month or so while the house is being completed.”
    “Why wouldn’t you move back upstairs, Jeni? Wouldn’t it be easier?”
    I bite my bottom lip and wrap my arms around my body.
    “Too many bad memories,” Aiden quickly interjects.
    The realization of what she said hits her. “Oh, sweetie. Yes, of course I didn’t think about it before I opened my mouth. I do hope that you’ll come around to see me often though.”
    “Yes, we’ll come and see you often. I know it’d be easier for Aiden, and I know I’m being a pain by not moving back into his apartment, but I’m just not able to spend time there after what happened. I don’t feel safe. I want to overcome my fears but it’s hard.”
    “Mike, I’m sorry it’ll make it a little harder for you in the mornings, but can you pick us up from Jeni’s at seven thirty. We’ll drop Jeni off at the salon, and then continue to the office. We’ll have to do the reverse on the way home, although there may be times when I have to stay late, so you’ll need to take her home and then come back to pick me up later. Is that alright with you?”
    “Fine with me, sir. I’m just glad you two are back together, like you’re meant to be,” Mike says, showing his softer side.
    “Thanks, Mike,” I say, and I pat him on the leg.
    “When can we expect the pitter-patter of grandchildren’s feet then?” Callie asks abruptly, shocking us both.
    “We haven’t talked about that yet, Mom. Let’s wait until we’re married first.”
    I nod in agreement with Aiden as memories of our lost baby makes me wince. Aiden notices and rests his hand on my shoulder for support. I exhale while the feelings of loss wash over me again.
    She suddenly changes the subject. “How’s your father?”
    “He’s alright. He’s

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