Page 14 of Forged Forever

My second orgasm is smooth, like a rolling wave, long and endless. Seb eventually joins, moaning quietly in my ear. We both fall back asleep afterwards, him still inside me, wrapped in each other.

A phone ringing wakes me later in the morning. Fumbling around, I grab it from the nightstand and answer without looking at the screen. “Hello.”

“Flying makes me a better care provider,” Jake replies. “I need you.”

Sitting up quickly, I run a hand over my face, my heart pounding in my chest, now fully alert. “I cannot deactivate until you are satisfied with your care. On my way, handsome,” I return before hanging up.

“Sunshine, is Jake okay?” Seb asks, leaning up on his elbow, hair sticking up everywhere, yawning. “Why are you quoting Big Hero 6?”

“Long story. It’s a code phrase, and I need to go see him.”

“Do you want me to come, or is this a private thing?” He asks, getting out of bed naked.

I get distracted for a minute, seeing his beautiful body on display in all its glory. Smooth, light brown skin covering lean, sculpted muscles. Seb smirks as I shake my head. “It’s their family business, so I think I need to go alone.”

“Okay. I’ll grab breakfast. Let me know if you can still do the arcade and movie later.” Seb grabs his pants from the floor and shucks them on, quietly leaving the room.

I quickly text Dad to let him know where I’ll be, then grab some clothes and go into the bathroom. After a quick shower, I throw my hair into a messy bun and meet Seb in the kitchen.

“Breakfast of champions,” he says, throwing me a granola bar. He’s eating a bowl of cereal with a thermos of tea beside him.

“You shouldn’t have gone through all this trouble,” I wink at him. Grabbing the thermos, I kiss Seb on the cheek and head out. He’s going to shower and lock up for me.

Letting myself into the condo, Ray is in the kitchen sipping coffee. “Morning, Ray.”

“Good morning, Summer. He’s in his room. Want some tea?”

I hold up my thermos as I walk by, with Ray following behind me. Jake looks heartbroken, so I climb into bed beside him. “What happened?”

“Erin has been calling and texting incessantly because she wants to see Jake. I ignored her at first, but it became so frequent that it was disruptive. When I answered last night, I told her I would ask Jake, and it was his decision. Jake agreed to a video call on his tv, which happened this morning. It was extremely unpleasant, with more yelling and demanding. Jake hung up on her,” Ray informs me.

“Well, that’s not helpful. Do you think she’s done now?” I ask, taking a sip of my tea.

“No,” he replies, leaning against the wall opposite me. “She's demanding that he move to New York and live with her once he’s mobile. To her, it was a reasonable expectation.”

“Wow, okay.” Yes, let’s hand over your son, who’s 18, to you after you left him and never visited.

“I texted Zander this morning asking for suggestions for a local family attorney. When he returns my text, I’ll make a call on Monday morning. I believe we will need one to get her to stop.”

“I can help with that. Mr. MacLeod is ours. He was my attorney at the trials and can recommend someone from his firm if he’s busy.”

“I remember him, but only spoke to his assistant. Do you have his number?”

“Sure do. Let me call him now. He’s used to us calling at odd times.” Pulling my phone out, I call his cell.

Mr. Macleod answers after a few rings. “Good morning, Summer. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Hi Mr. Macleod. I have a family friend in need of an attorney. Long story short, my best friend Jake, who was in a coma, is now awake, and he and his dad moved to Mt. Pleasant for his recovery. His dad has unofficial custody, but his mom is causing problems for them and shows no sign of stopping.”

“I remember Jake’s story from your trial, and I’m thrilled to hear he is awake and recovering. Congratulations. May I speak with Ray? I, or another member of my firm, can help.”

“Thank you. I’ll hand him my phone.” Reaching over, I hand the cell phone to Ray. As they talk, Will suggests getting Jake into his lift chair.

Once Jake settles in the living room, I take a seat beside him on the armrest, hanging off the edge. “Did you call Cameron yet?”

“No, I called you first. She’s not in her right mind, Sum. Her reality is not ours, and it was scary. She just yelled and demanded. By the end, she was so upset that she told me to choose between you and her. I chose you, obviously, and hung up.”

“Ray and the lawyer will figure out the best course of action. You don’t have to deal with her anymore if you don’t want.”