The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 87 – Eric Tells a Lie

Ethan

I don’t remember leaving the bar last night,

but somehow I managed to get home and

into bed.

Of course, I don’t need to remember to feel

the horrible after effects of my foolish

behavior. My beta, Matthew, tried to convince me to leave when I started feeling the effects of pouring half a bottle of scotch into an oversized tumbler and calling it a ”

little drink’, but I wasn’t in the mood to

listen. One little drink became three, and

before long I succeeded in reaching blissful

oblivion – though it doesn’t feel even a little

bit blissful now. Part of me feels ashamed of

setting such a horrible example for my pups, but the other part simply reminds me that I’m not going to have pups for much longer.

Glancing at the clock, I can see it’s already 9am, which means I’m officially late for

work. Sitting up in bed, the room begins to spin violently, and all of a sudden working from home seems like the only way I’m going to get anything done today.

When I finally emerge from my bedroom, our babysitter Sadie is already playing with the pups in the living room. Only Paisley greets me good morning, and I try not to let getting the cold shoulder from the other pups’ affect me, but who am I kidding? Only a parent without a heart wouldn’t be bothered by this.

Whether they’re willing to talk to me or not, Sadie shouldn’t have to stay here all day if I’m present, so I send her home and go about setting up a work station for myself in the kitchen. The morning is quiet and admittedly rather unproductive, since I can’t focus on anything but the children silently despising me in the living room. However, by lunch I’m almost feeling human again.

By the time the pups’ afternoon nap rolls around, I’m desperate for a shower, and

immediately retreat to the warm steam ast

soon as they’re down for the count. However when I emerge, the house seems oddly quiet. It takes me a moment to realize why. As

distant and soft as the sounds of their

slumbering breaths and beating hearts are, my keen senses have become completely

to the muted tunes of their

find it empty. Charging out into the main living area, I scan every

to be found. Next I

and stairwell, as

and done one

when I decide to check with Jane just in case. Maybe she came

was showering.

I greet her calmly, trying

everything okay?” She asks

stay home, but I don’t

feeding off my own energy. Still, I

I was hiding my anxiety better than

that.

the pups?” I inquire

replies hesitantly, “I

might have run away.” I admit, interrupting her in my urgency. They were napping and I jumped in the shower, and when I came out

aren’t here.”

my surprise Jane doesn’t sound worried at all, “They

looked -”

in a soothing

((

took them to the

museum.”

to rage, “Jane you scare

me?”

would pick them up without talking to you!” She defends herself, “or did you expect me to ask

isn’t fair.” I counter, “First of all, they’re my pups too and we agreed to stop sending them to pre-school because of all the media, we should have discussed sending them out in full view of them without one of us being present. And second, you know

just gone,

nothing.”

talked about it, and Eric shouldn’t have done that. I’ll speak

will.” I insist,

have you forgotten how well things

insist, “I won’t let him get the best of me, and the pups will keep us both

think maybe I should

I instruct, “I’ll

even as the other children collapse in a puppy pile in the living room. “Daddy! It was so cool! I put my hand on this thing, and

I praise, “so you

can’t bring myself to be disappointed she had a good day. “It was fun.” She

play with your brothers and sister

going to

I chuckle, appreciating the reminder of how badly our last fight scared her. I’d been in more danger of breaking my promise to Jane than I’d like to admit. The