Finally (Neighbor from Hell #12) - R.L. Mathewson Page 0,84
a bland diet,” Duncan said as he walked over to his wife and placed his hand on her belly as he glared at his grandfather-in-law.
“You wouldn’t dare!” Mr. Dixon bit out, visibly seething while Charlie found herself once again rubbing her temples.
“Oh, but I fucking would,” Duncan said evenly as Mr. Dixon nodded slowly as he said, “I never should have let my granddaughter lower her standards,” which was followed by a gasp of outrage that had Charlie wondering if it was too late to reschedule the rest of her appointments.
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5:00
“I want a divorce,” Trevor bit out as he glared at his wife while Charlie sat there, debating who she should start with first.
Zoe ran a small accounting business that focused on bookkeeping, which was pretty straight forward while Trevor flipped houses and wouldn’t stop glaring at his wife, who really didn’t seem all that concerned while she swiped through the marketing packages that Charlie had created.
When Trevor realized that his wife was still ignoring him, he shifted his glare to her and-
“I’m going to kill your friend,” he said, making Charlie frown until he sent a pointed look at Ben, who’d stopped by a few minutes ago to check on her, to find him running an appreciative eye over Zoe, taking in every generous curve as he ate a cupcake.
Biting back a sigh, Charlie pushed her chair back, stood up, and walked over to her best friend who was apparently oblivious to how close he was to getting his ass kicked. She grabbed Ben by the arm and dragged him towards the door.
“Wait. What are you doing?” Ben asked as he shoved the rest of the cupcake in his mouth as he glanced past her to throw Zoe one last appreciative look and-
“Oh, shit…”
-let her know that he’d finally realized that he had a very large Bradford glaring at him. Sighing, she shoved Ben out of her office and found herself quickly moving out of the way when Trevor decided that he should help Ben find his way back to his car.
For a moment, Charlie stood there, contemplating helping her best friend, but…
He’d be fine, she told herself as she headed back to her desk, deciding to use this opportunity to get back to work only to sigh when she spotted Lucifer sitting at her desk, muttering, “This just isn’t going to work for me.”
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6:00
“Why is he here?” Ethan, Devin’s uncle and the incredibly handsome doctor that wanted to hire her to handle his practice’s online marketing, asked as he watched his son reorganize the file cabinet that he’d helped himself to from one of the upstairs offices.
Charlie raised her hands and let them drop with a muttered, “I honestly don’t know.”
“I see,” Ethan said, sighing heavily as he walked over to his son and-
“Wait! I wasn’t done yet!” Lucifer said as his father dragged him towards her office door only to throw over his shoulder, “I’ll be right back,” as he shoved his son out the door.
“Okay,” Charlie said, sighing as she went back to rubbing her temples, wondering when this nightmare would end.
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7:00
“Why didn’t my father fill this out?” Aidan asked, glancing up from the iPad in his hands to send her a questioning look.
“Because he was forced to drag Lucifer out of my office,” Charlie said, continuing to rub her temples as she watched Aidan frown as he glanced towards her right to find Lucifer taking down her Slytherin poster so that he could switch it with her Indiana Jones poster.
At Aidan’s questioning look, she said, “He came back after your father left.”
Nodding, Aidan said, “I see,” as the reason why all the Bradfords has insanely awesome websites continued to watch her as she nibbled on a cupcake.
“You’ve done a great job with Bradford Creations,” Melanie said, nodding absently as she glanced back down at her phone to check out the rest of Bradford Creations posts.
“Thank you,” Charlie said, wondering why the Advil wasn’t kicking in yet.
“Do you think you can do the same thing for us?” Aidan asked, placing the iPad on the desk so that he could reach down and pick his son up from his car seat only to sigh when Lucifer walked over and plucked the baby out of his hands.
“I think I can help you…” Charlie started to say only to let her words trail off when Aidan got out of his chair and went after his brother, demanding that he give him back his baby.