Love Forever After (Candle Light Series) Read Free

eight years away from you.” She laughed even louder.
    “When you pull out your English charm it always means something’s up, so what’s up?” she raised her brow and starred at me, suspicion written all over her face.
    I pulled away and sat on a stool at the counter facing her. “Am I only charming when I have something to confess?”
    “When you’ve done something wrong or you want something or when you want to sweep me off my feet. So which one is it?”
    “I’m not telling. You’re suspicious nature just cost you that answer, but I will answer your first question.” I picked up an apple from the fruit basket on the far corner of the counter and bit into it, “Work was amusing.”
    She went back to her cooking, chopping vegetables and pouring them into the pot, “Why?”
    “My colleagues think I’ve suffered a nervous break down because I’m back at work so soon.”
    She stopped what she was doing and turned to me, confused. “What else were you supposed to do?”
    I loved the way her eyebrow rose and her eyes widened a bit when she was confused or didn’t understand a joke or when I practiced my work presentation with her as my target audience and she had no idea what I was talking about.
    I picked up a very orange carrot piece and munched on it, “Hide in my apartment and wallow in my misery and sorrow.”
    “Stanford’s don’t wallow they face their problems head on or use their money to make it go away.” I stared at her wide eyed.
    “You aren’t included in that last part,” she quickly added. “They should meet your mother.” Her voice had an undertone of annoyance.
    Kristy and mother never got along. They had different opinions on the same subject and were totally and completely opposites of each other. Maybe that’s why I loved her so much.
    Gloria was extravagant with money while Kristy saw it best to save and donate to as many charities as she possibly could. Mother ranked people’s importance depending on their background and the amount of money they had while Kristy saw everyone as equally important except for those who destroyed nature for personal gain.
    I loved everything about Kristy, she was my conscious and the best part of me. Mother always saw her as my way of rebelling against her. I won’t deny that was an added benefit seeing my mother frown on my choices- which drove her crazy trying to correct my mistakes.
    “The only reason you still respect my mother’s existence is because I ask you to.”
    “No, it’s because I love you and I don’t have any other choice,” she said with a very patient look on her face.
    “You and mother never hit it off. You two are as civil to each other as two hungry lions in a six by eight cage.” I laughed remembering the shouting match they once had over my mother’s choice of wardrobe.
    “I don’t like people who are cruel to animals,” Kristy said with a frown.
    “She has two dogs she treats better than either of us. The only thing cruel about that is that she dresses them in matching sailor suits.”
    “Your mother has real fur in her closet. Did she stop to think about the poor creature that was missing it? No.” She retorted, taking her aggression out on the poor veggies, “What if it was her fur someone was wearing? I tell you one day those poor creatures will go calling.”
    “The revenge of the wild,” I said dramatically. She lifted the spoon and pointed it at me, before she could do anything else with it the door bell rang. I rose to answer it; grateful that who ever it was just saved me from a beating.
    “Morris.” Caught off guard I added quickly, “how are you?” He was the last person I expected to see. He had been here only two days ago and he was the type of guy you saw once in a blue moon. Well, once a month.
    What did he want?
    “I’m good. Who are you talking to?” He stepped in and headed for the living room, “And what are you cooking, it smells good.” I closed the door and followed him. The