Broken Dreams Stories

Chapter 59

I woke up to bright morning sunlight streaming into my window through the trees. Drew was still asleep next to me, and I was able to move without waking him. After a quick shower, I pulled on another tank top and shorts and went in search of coffee. I was the first one downstairs, which surprised me, but I started a pot of coffee for everyone and began pulling fruit out of the fridge to make a fruit salad. I had finished washing the fruit when Mike came downstairs, only wearing a pair of sleep pants. He stood behind me, resting his hands on my hips, and leaning down to k iss my neck. “Good morning, beautiful; how are you doing this morning?” He asked, while stealthily stealing a strawberry from the pile of clean fruit.

“Hey, those are for breakfast,” I told Mike, bumping him out of the w way with my hip. Mike chuckled but left me to the fruit salad while he poured some coffee for both of us. Adding the right amount of creamer, he brought a cup over to me, and I stopped to give him a to thank him. He leaned against the counter next to me as we both enjoyed our first cup of coffee. When I was done and began cutting up the fruit again, Mike came up behind me again.

“You never answered my question, honey. How are you doing today?” Setting my knife down, I turned and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Pretty good, actually. I have no pain anywhere right now, and I slept really well. When one of you is sleeping with me in bed, I sleep so much better,” I admitted. “Thank you for asking.” Standing on tiptoes, I him and went back to finishing up the fruit. Mike ran his hand across my butt before going to the fridge and pulling out eggs, and bacon. We worked side by side, talking about our plans for today. I had never been on a boat before, so I was excited about the new experience.

I had put the cooked bacon in the oven to stay warm when Mike turned to me. “Do you think you could handle a short hike today?” He asked.

“I’m pretty sure I can as long as it’s not steep or requires rock climbing, or running away from wild animals” I joke. “Why, what did you have in mind?”

minutes of hiking

go, and what should I wear?” I

after breakfast. Your shorts are fine, but I suggest bringing a long–sleeved shirt in case you are cold and

guys started trickling in. As they came in one by one, they each stopped by me, telling me good morning and giving me a . Everyone took their own plate, filled it with food, and took it to the table with their coffee. We had all sat down when Patrick’s phone began to ring. Looking

at the others, “What’s going on with

his business or his father,” said Jake, around

you weren’t

rings, we normally don’t

need to know,” Jake

and looked at the rest of the guys. “Mike said we probably won’t take the