Right Side Up ((MMG Novella)) Read Online Free PDF

joy and walking around on cloud nine. Instead, I felt anxious and scared that the love of my life, the only guy I had ever wanted, didn’t want me anymore.
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    Two days later
    I don’t know why I didn’t tell Max about my appointment this morning. It’s not like I lied or anything. He didn’t ask, so I didn’t tell. Our housekeeper, Deloris, had the weekend off, so I asked Max to watch Mac because I had things to do with Piper to prepare for Reyn’s going away party. It wasn’t a lie. I did see Piper, but only to drop off some glitter stars left over from my baby shower. I did not, however, mention the doctor to her. I’m not sure why I haven’t confided in Piper. A part of me feels like if I give voice to my problems, it will make them more real. I also feel I would be betraying my marriage in some way. It sounds silly, but it’s true.
    As I sat on the bench outside the doctor’s office after my appointment, I contemplated whether or not to go home just yet. As I’d predicted, the doctor had given me a clean bill of health. The tests were in my favor, so not only could Max and I have sex again, we could also have more children. Why did this feel like a hollow victory? Because my husband isn’t here celebrating with me. Maybe it doesn’t have to be. Maybe I should stop feeling sorry for myself, go home to my man, give him the good news… and seduce him.
    On the way home, I planned it all in my head. Over the past two weeks, my sex drive had returned with a vengeance. All I could think about was Max’s hands and mouth all over me. It had been so long. I tried to recall the last time he had kissed me. Not just a peck, but a tongue-scorching-melt-my-panties-kiss. The morning of our kidnapping. My husband hadn’t intimately kissed me in over six weeks. How is this even possible? I shook my head in disbelief. Who cares? Today it changes.
    As I pulled into the garage, I thought of a flaw in my plan. Mac. If Mac is awake, I won’t be able to seduce Max. Oh well. If he’s awake, I’ll postpone my plans until after the party tonight. I quietly entered the house, so not to wake the baby, in case he was sleeping. I didn’t have to go far as Max was lounging downstairs on the sofa. He had on his favorite Scooby Doo tee-shirt, the one that says “Where’s My Scooby Snack?” in big bold letters, and a pair of old sweat pants. The second he saw me, I smiled and asked how long Mac had been down.
    “An hour or so,” he answered. His blue eyes warily watched me and my heart ached. I would do anything to take that look away. I walked to where he was sitting and plopped down onto his lap. I felt his body tense beneath me. Instead of running, like I wanted, I boldly grabbed both of his hands and wrapped them around my waist. He tensed again, and I wanted to scream. I forced myself to relax back into his body and couldn’t help but think about how good it felt to be close to him, even if he didn’t want it.
    Twining our fingers together, I decided to play it cool. “Guess what I did today?
    “What?” his deep voice reverberated through me. I closed my eyes and soaked it in.
    “I went to see the doctor.” He stilled underneath me and I squeezed his hands. “She said I am clear. We can start having sex again.” Before I could say anything else, Max stood up, set me on my feet in front of the sofa and bolted for the bedroom. What in the world? Not sure what to do, I took off after him. The sound of my husband violently retching in the toilet made me freeze in my tracks. Several emotions erupted at once. The one that stuck was hurt. The realization that my own husband found the idea of having sex with me so repulsive he had to run to the bathroom…to vomit… was almost incomprehensible. The backs of my eyes stung. Should I check on him or not? The sound of the toilet flushing spurred me into action.
    “Are you okay?” I asked, knocking on the bathroom door. I listened to him ramble about how