The Hero and the Fat Girl (New Hampshire Bears #3) Read Online Free

been since I laid eyes on him. It seems like a lifetime ago, when in truth, it was less than a year ago.
    “You mean a lot to me Maxima.” His tone is low, and he leans toward me.
    Get up. My inside voice yells and I do. “Um…we’ll have to move my stuff.”
    “Right.” Remington rubs the back of his neck. “We can move your stuff before they arrive.” He stands and heads for the door.
    When he leaves, I try to focus on the work in front of me, but it’s not happening. Instead, I crawl into bed. I leave the night light on because I can’t sleep in the dark. I should have taken a sleeping pill too, but it’s so late, I figure I’ll be okay. I turn on my radio low and close my eyes.
     

     
    My bed dips down, and I pretend I’m asleep, praying he leaves me alone.
    “Is my special girl awake?”
    The covers are pulled from my body, and I can smell the vodka. He starts rubbing my knee, and I squeeze my eyes tighter, wishing he’d go away.
    “Wake up, special girl. Daddy’s home.” He pushes my night gown up. “Look how pretty my special girl is.” His hand rubs my thigh…
    I bolt up from my bed, screaming. I look around the room: I’m at Remington’s. In a second, he’s coming through the door.
    “Maxima, are you okay?” He switches on my light.
    I notice all the covers have been kicked onto the floor, and I’m sweating. He reaches for me, but I scurry to the other side of the bed.
    “You can’t touch me.” I stick my hand out to stop him.
    “I’m sorry. I want to make sure you’re okay.” He holds up his hands.
    “It’s fine. I’m fine,” I repeat for my benefit more than his. “It was a bad dream. Just a dream. I didn’t mean to scream. I should have taken my sleeping pill.”
    “You take sleeping pills?” Remington seems a little shocked at my statement.
    “Oh…um…it’s nothing. I’m fine. I swear.” I try to reassure him.
    It takes him a moment before he says, “All right. I’ll leave you alone, but if you need me, you know where to find me.”
    I nod, and I watch him leave my bedroom, shutting the door behind him. I take several deep breaths and remember the breathing techniques Caryn taught me.
    It takes about five minutes to get my heart back to normal and my breathing regulated. I will never miss another sleeping pill again.

Chapter Two
    Remington

     
     
    I put a couple pieces of French toast on Arabella’s plate.
    “You want powdered sugar?” I ask as she climbs into her seat.
    “Yes, please.” She smiles.
    I love cooking for my daughter and Maxima. I can’t wait until the custody battle is over, and I won’t have to worry about Rickie’s ass coming back to bother us. I only married her because she was pregnant with Arabella. I tried to do the right thing, but it killed me being with her. Even more so when the family judge wouldn’t let me have full custody of my daughter when the marriage ended.
    “Good morning.” Maxima smiles brightly, coming into the kitchen, kissing the top of Arabella’s head.
    “French toast?” I ask and she nods.
    Maxima Keck has to be the most beautiful being on this Earth. She’s a few inches shorter than I am with long, black shiny hair; I desperately want to run my hands through it. But her big, silvery-blue almond shaped eyes make my knees weak when she looks at me. Her body is thick and curvy and every man’s wet dream. I’ve masturbated more times than I can count thinking of her naked body under me or riding me.
    “Remington?”
    “Huh?” I shake my head, sending those thoughts away.
    “You asked if I wanted French toast.”
    “Right. Yes. Sorry. Here.” I add the golden brown bread to the plate and hand it to her.
    “Thank you.”
    I give her a small smile, and after a once over, I realize she looks refreshed even after last night’s episode. I wish I could open up to her so she’d open up to me. What was her dream about? Why does she take sleeping pills? There’s a lot I want to know about her.
    As I