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Kim's POV:
"Feel the rain on your skin! No one else can feel it for you, only you can–" Natasha Bedingfield sang, waking me up.
I sat up and stretched myself out, before walking into the bathroom and tuning on the shower. I got in and let the water wash away all of my troubles.
I got out, remembering that I had kids to get ready. I slipped my legs into my white and black striped skirt. I pulled a black tank top over my head, tucked it into my skirt, and put a salmon colored blazer over it. I pulled on a pair of black, heeled ankle booties. I lightly curled my hair and did my makeup quickly.
I went to the twins' room and woke them both up. It's kind of funny, they both woke up the same exact way; grumbling, murmuring, then popping up and yelling, "School!"
I walked downstairs and started on breakfast, bacon muffins. I know it probably sounds weird, but, it's just a mixture of bacon, eggs, and cheddar cheese on top of a layer of mozzarella cheese on the bottom baked to perfection.
After I put the muffins in the oven, I started making lunch for the kids and Jack. For the kids, I pack them both a serving of pasta salad that I made last night. I put six cherry tomatoes to the side, just in case they wanted them. I put a combination of sliced gala apples and green grapes in there as well as a serving of trail mix. I filled up two water bottles with water before putting one in each lunch bag. For snack, I packed one juice pouch, a mozzarella cheese stick, and a granola bar in a bag that said, "Snack." For Jack's lunch, I also packed him pasta salad. He also got two apples, and a large fruit salad to go. I gave him a giant bottle of water and a cheese stick.
As I was putting the last thing in the twins' lunch boxes, the timer went off, signaling the complete cooking of my muffins. I put two muffins on each of the kids' plates and four on Jack's with a sliced orange on each of their plates.
I heard a series of footsteps rushing down the stairs. "I win!" I heard Mackenzie yell, running into the dining room. She paused when she saw me and I took in her appearance (she is Mackenzie Foy in 2004) She was wearing a blue and white striped polo button down that was tucked into a pair of pink shorts. She wore white Sperrys on her feet and left her hair in its natural state. Kaleb was wearing the same thing except his shorts were red and his Sperrys were tan. "What's for breakfast, Kim?" Kenzie asked, panting.
"Muffins and oranges." I said, smiling and putting them in their seats.
A few minutes after we started eating, Jack came downstairs. "Kim, there's a Audi A3 outside for you and the kids." He said, throwing the keys to me.
"But Jack, my car is fine." I said, glaring down at the keys in my hand.
"Don't think of it as a pity gift; it's just the only car that the school will let you use. You don't have to use it when you aren't working but, you can." He said, picking up a muffin and biting into it. "This is really good by the way." He said, washing the muffin down with the milk that I gave everyone.
"Your lunch is on the counter, Jack." I said, getting up and putting my plate in the sink. I walked over to the counter with the lunches and put them in the twins' backpacks.
I just got out of the shower. Yes, I showered this morning, but, I went on a run after I dropped the kids off. I put on a pale pink romper, a pair of nude pumps, and a pendant necklace. I quickly put my hair into a messy side braid, after I heard the doorbell, before going to answer the door.
When I opened the door, I saw a pretty red head and a very pregnant brunette. "May I help you?" I asked politely, not letting them in.
"Oh, yes, I'm Juliana Brewer. This is Graciela Brewer. You can call us Julie and Grace we're Jack sister-in-laws." Julie, the ginger, said.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry; Come in." I said, motioning them into the foyer.
I went into the kitchen as they followed me. Julie was wearing a white, flouncy sundress with a pair of royal blue heels and a royal blue Michael Kors bag. Part of her hair was pinned back and the rest was left down and curled on the ends. She was hardly any makeup, but, what she did wear, was a beautiful wedding ring.
Grace waddled in after Julie in a black v-neck dress. One hand was on her stomach, the other was in the hand of a small boy. She was wearing green Steve Madden pumps, that I just so happened to own, along with a bag similar to Julie's but with a green color. Her hair was in gentle waves and though she had hardly any makeup on her eyes, her lips were filled with red lip stick. She too had a beautiful ring on her left ring finger.
"So, Julie, you're married to Milton and have two kids, Elizabeth and Katherine?" I asked. Julie nodded, smiling. "And you, Grace, are married to Jerry and have a little Elliot?" I continued as Grace nodded as well. "Jack told me that one of you were pregnant, congratulations. Is there anything I can get you all to drink or eat?" I asked.
"I'll have a coffee, black, please. Little Miss Pregnant over here will have anything that isn't caffeinated." Julie said, giggling and poking Grace.
"Is lemonade okay for you?" I asked Grace. She nodded. "Does Elliot want anything?" I continued.
"You thirsty, buddy?" Grace asked her son, sweetly. Elliot nodded, shyly. "Can he get some apple juice?" She continued.
I turned around and fixed everyone's drink with a water for myself, before distributing them. "As you can see, Jack isn't here right now. Is there anything that you needed?" I asked.
"Oh, we know. We're just here to introduce ourselves to the newest member of the Brewer household. We Brewers take family and loyalty very serious." I don't know how that last part was related to the conversation, but, it sounded like a threat to me.
I had my handmade recipes spread out on the counters, apparently, Julie noticed. "Kim, were we interrupting anything?" She asked, sweetly, eyeing the papers.
"Of course not! I was just making a list to go to the grocery store so that we'd have good food for the week." I said smiling and putting everything, excluding the list, in the notebook.
"Oh, well isn't that just fantastic?" Grace started. "Jack's got himself the perfect little housewife here, doesn't he?" She finished sarcastically.
"Well, this is a part of the job that Mr. Brewer hired me to do." I said, appalled that she would led to something like that.
"Oh, it's Mr. Brewer? Just a few minutes ago, you were calling him Jack." She sneered at me."Are you already that friendly with Jack?"
"Well, Jack insisted that I call him by his first name. He hired me, I work for him in his house! I do as he pleases." I said, trying not to let my temper get the best of me.
"Oh, I'm sure you'd be willing to do anything that he asks." Grace continued.
"Grace," Julie snapped, "That's enough."
"I don't like what you're implying about my stay here." I said, glaring at her.
"Oh boo hoo, you have got to know what it looks like. A beautiful, sweet, and young girl just waltzes in a takes on the motherly figure. Not to mention, her boss is the single, handsome, and rich; actually one of the most powerful people in the United States economy; most girls would see this as an easy way to seduce him and get knocked up." Grace said, sitting back in the chair.
I have had it with this woman. I put on a serious face and lowered my voice to my I-mean-business-tone. "Look, Grace, I know what you think I'm here to do, as you ever so politely stated a few seconds ago. Those aren't my intentions. I was bought on staff at this house to help raise Matthew and Mackenzie. My job is my life; whether he is single, poor, and hideous, I take my job very seriously and I would never put a relationship before my job, ever." I said.
We stared a each other for a minute or two before Grace started smiling. I gave her a genuinely confused facial expression when she started talking. "I like you Blondie. I know that Jack hired you, I also know that you had to endure a meeting with Layla to ensure this job, so, I know that you're a good person. However, I needed to find out for myself. That was my test of your character, you passed with flying colors. But, I want you to know that family and loyalty to the family are the most important things. Jack's ex-wife was my identical twin sister. When she left, I knew that I'd have to pick between the Brewers or the Hernandez's. After she left those twins in their diapers, I know that I had to choose the Brewers. If she walked through that door, right now, I'd probably spit in her face and force her to leave."
What kind of mother leaves newborns alone? How could someone be so cruel, so heartless? Lindsey had carried them around for nine months and just abandoned them? They were amazing kids, if I see her, expect a smack down.
Julie, Grace, and Elliot (who begged me to call him Eli) accompanied my to the grocery store. We parted ways when I had to go pick up the kids, promising each other to meet up again.