The next two chapters will be in Mitchie's POv, then it'll switch back to Shane's POV.
I rang the doorbell and took a step back. A few seconds later, the door was pulled open, and Caitlyn stood in the doorway.
"Hey Mitchie," she said. Joey, who was refusing to ride in a stroller anymore, clung to my leg and peeked at her shyly.
"Oh my gosh, you didn't tell me you had a son!" she cooed.
"Yeah, this is Joey," I said. "He's not my biological son, but I don't care."
"Uh, why don't you come in and explain that last part?" Caitlyn said. I followed her inside the house, Joey still clinging to my leg. I picked him up, and he immediatly stuck his thumb in his mouth, something he only did when he was uncomfortable. The house was absolutely gorgeous. I looked around in wonder, fascinated at how they could make such a simple-looking house into something as elegant as this.
"Hey Mitchie," Nate said. "Hey Caity." He wrapped his arms around her waist and planted a sweet kiss on her lips. My heart shuddered and broke in two as I remembered what it felt like to kiss Shane that way.
"Nate, this is Joey, my son," I said. "Joey, these are Mama's friends." Joey waved quickly, then went back to sucking his thumb.
"Cool, so, uh, you want something to drink?" Nate asked.
"Nah, I'm good," I said. Caitlyn just shook her head.
"Okay, well, I'll be at the shop," Nate said, grabbing a set of keys. "You know where to find me."
"The shop?" I asked when he was gone.
"We own a music shop," Ciatly explained. "It's called the Millburn Music Center. We sell all sorts of instruments, music books, and supplies and stuff. We also give lessons."
"Nice," I said. "Do you sell guitars? I haven't played one since.... Actually, now that I think about it, I haven't done anything involving music in ten years."
"Wow," Caitlyn said. "So, what did you mean when you said that Joey's not your biological son?"
"He's not. I'm his stepmother."
"What?" Caitlyn asked, and I sighed.
"I'd have to tell you the whole story for any of this to make sence. Promise not to interrupt?"
"Promise," she said, crossing her heart, just like we used to do.
Sorry I didn't make this chapter longer. But Mitchie's story is REALLY long, and then if I'd kept it in this chapter, it would so long, you'd get bored readig it and give up. And then you'd get confused later on in the story.