Shattered Girl (Emmy) novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135 

It was late by the time the movie was over, and I could not hide the jaw–breaking yawn that escaped me. After giving everyone a good night’s kiss, 1. headed for my room with Mike close behind. We climbed into bed, and the second he pulled me close to him and my head hit the pillow, I was asleep 

When I woke up the following day, it was still dark. After unsuccessfully trying to fall back asleep, I carefully slid out of bed, trying not to disturb Mike, who was still sound asleep. I went to the kitchen, started the coffee maker, and quietly snagged my phone from its charger before slipping into the bathroom to shower. While the water warmed up, I brushed my teeth, brought up one of my playlists, and put it on, keeping the volume low so wouldn’t wake anyone else. 

I was singing along as I washed and conditioned my hair, and when I looked up, I saw Mike leaning against the counter by the sank–smiling. 

“Were you just going to watch, or were you planning on joining me? I asked, grinning as Mike’s smile widened, 

He pulled his shirt and boxers off and was in the shower with me in less than a minute. 

“Oh, hello,” I smiled at him as he leaned down and gave me a minty–fresh kiss. One minute, we were kissing under the warm water, the next, he lifted me up and pressed me against the cold wall of the shower. I squeaked in surprise but was distracted by the feeling of his very hard dick as he rubbed it against my pussy. 

“Honey?” He whispered, and he didn’t need to say anything else. I had been missing him as much as he had me 

“Yes,” was all I said, and between one breath and the next, his mouth was slamming into mine as he thrust his dick inside. We both ground and shuddered. I locked my legs around his waist, holding onto him as he thrust hard into me. His fingers dug into my hips as he took control of my movements, not even slowing as he pushed me over the edge into an orgasm. I came with a scream, and Mike followed after another couple of thrusts. 

We clung to each other as we came down from our orgasm, Mike pressing kisses to my neck. 

“I love you, honey, and you can sing in the shower whenever you want.” I laughed as Mike set me down. The water had gone from hot to warm, so we quickly cleaned up and got out. I returned to my bedroom to get dressed, and the smell of coffee and breakfast made my stomach rumble loudly. I dressed quickly in shorts and a T–shirt before pulling my hair into a ponytail and following my nose to the kitchen. 

“Are those waffles I smell? I said with a squeal as I came around the corner and froze at the entrance to the kitchen. All the guys were standing around the kitchen, coffee in hand, but a stranger stood before the stove over a pan of sizzling bacon. “Umm, hi,” I said, still watching the stranger. 

“Good morning, baby girl,” Josh said, coming toward me with a cup of coffee for me. I smiled my thanks and took a sip.” This is Darren. He’s been our cook for as long as I can remember,” 

you.” I said to him. 

Hi, nice to meet you,” 

“Good morning, Miss Emmy. It’s nice to meet you, too. I thought waffles would be a nice start to your morning. I hope you will enjoy them.” 

“Thank you, Darren; I love waffles, and they smell amazing. But please call me Em. 

“Yes, Miss Em,” he replied before returning to the bacon. 

I opened my mouth to argue about his formality, but Jake shook his head. “Damen has been formal for as long as he’s worked for us. It took me forever to get him to call me Mr. Jake instead of Mr. Jacob or Mr. Peters,” he said, shaking his head. Daren ignored us, plating up the cooked bacon and bringing it to the table. 

“Becakfast is served. I will bring in the warm syrup in just a moment,” He told us before disappearing into the kitchen. 

We all gathered around the table and began filling our plates. Not only were there homemade waffles, but hason, fresh cut–up fruit, and orange juice. I couldn’t remember the last time I had walles this good. III were lucky, I would occasionally have the money to buy frozen waffles, but they were nothing like these. 

“Can we convince Darren to come with us when we get our place? I asked the gays. “As much as I like cooking, his breakfast is amazing, and it would be nice not to have to worry about making dinner every night, I admitted. All the guys chuckled, but it was Drew who answered me.