Free Meet Me by Azure Boone Page A

would make sure to keep everything Christ focused, just like I’d always dreamed. I could have the kid’s friends over, let them stay up later than eleven on weekends. They’d love that. We could decorate for every holiday. Just needed to sell more books and increase my income. I could do it.  John would be so irate though. May even try to take the kids.
    Fear slithered up my spine. Then I imagined the courtroom scenario. So you think she’s unfit because she wants to celebrate Christmas? Arrest this man.
    Ha ha .
    “How far is it?” Rebekah asked.
    “Not far. Get your seat belt on. Hey, get that from your sister before she gouges somebody’s eyes out. Abigail, give it to Sam, right now.”
    “You little creaton ,” Sam muttered, finally managing to take the pencil from her .
    “Sam, why do you insist on using Jiu-jitsu on your two year old sister?”
    “Hey, it works.”
    “You better not accidentally hurt her, I’ll kill you.”
    “Mom, you can’t kill a ninja , ” Rebekah said, seriously.
    “Oh yes I can.” I faced forward .
    My mom put the car in gear. “ Ya ’ ll ready?”
    The car erupted with yes and she laughed. “They sound like a professional choir. ”
    “Yeah, they’re excited. Go left out the driveway and hang a right at the first light.”
    The agreement was , I give her directions as we go so that none of the kids remembered how we got where we went. At least for now. Once John got my notes, it didn’t matter. I’d written one for the front door, telling him there was a note in the kitchen, which led to the letter in his drawer. I put them up as I left, not wanting Sam to go hunting that third one.
      I couldn’t believe I was doing this, and yet had never been more excited in my entire life. It was like leaving a twenty year old nightmare behind.
    ****
    Tasha : I can’t believe you paid for such a fancy place.
    Morgan: That’s not fancy, you’re worth much more.
    Tasha : Well, it’s fancy for me. Four bedrooms? Like a dream come true and my own private bath, wow.
    Morgan: Mmm , tell me when you take one.
    I swear that man had to only say one word to light my fire.  
    Morgan: Still no word from John ?
    Tasha : Not yet. And I’m getting worried.
    Morgan: Why
    Tasha : Just…what if he’s not taking it well, or what if he somehow f inds out where I am?
    Morgan: I doubt that second one.
    Tasha : I mean…what if he hurts himself or something.
    Morgan: You think he’s that kind of guy?
    Tasha : I just don’t know. He keeps everything bottled up. Doesn’t talk to me about anything hardly , except what I need to do and how I need to do it. But I know stuff bothers him.
    Morgan: why do you think he’s like that?
    Tasha : cause he thinks that’s what a husband is supposed to do. Protect his wife from stress so that she’s not a bad mother.
    Morgan : Always for somebody besides you.
    Pain twisted my gut at that hard truth.
    Tasha : Yeah
    Morgan : Not anymore baby. Please know how much I love you. Never forget, okay?
    Tears flooded my eyes.
    Tasha : I won’t forget.
    Had I ever told Morgan I loved him? Seemed like it . I’d surely thought it and felt it a hundred times.
    Tasha : I love you
    I bit my lip. What if he was the type of man that could give love but not receive it? What if telling him turned him off? Ruined the chase?
    Morgan: do you know how long I’ve waited to hear that? Or see it even?
    I let out a breath and smiled.
    Tasha : sorry. Does it help to know that I’ve thought it a hundred times?
    Morgan: God, yes. I need to see you.
    Tasha : I can get my mother to come babysit and we can hang out at your place?
    Morgan: I need to make love to you in my bed.
    Desire hit my veins.
    Tasha : Why?
    I sucked my lower lip, wanting to see his needs in font.
    Morgan: I want the smell of you in my bed, on my pillow. It hurts being without you.
    Giddy Cinderella joy raced through my heart.
    Tasha : I can’t tell you how good your words make me feel
    Morgan: I need to see