Cali
A couple of months pass by and I swear things are great. The bakery is doing great. James and I are doing great. Everyone is happy and thriving. At least I think so. Honestly, I have no idea about anyone else. I go to work and come home and spend every night with James, well except the nights he has to work, but on those nights I either catch up on sleep or focus on the bakery and get work done. We have both missed Sundays at dad's for a couple of weeks now and my sisters have been blowing up the family chat. I finally get a moment alone to breathe, so I take a look at the chat. "I swear you two are like newly weds. Tell James to take his d*ck out of your v@gina and go to dad's today. Please, I need to see you and talk to you. It is a 911 emergency and I am only in town for the weeke
