Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78011 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78011 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
I was so excited to tell him about how amazing my day was. Instead of only working at the office for half the day, I stayed the whole day. It was great to finally work with people who help bring you up instead of it being cutthroat.
Troy, my co-worker and cubicle partner, was amazing. He really helped me and told me everything I needed to know. His husband, Todd, who is a doctor, joined us for lunch. It was so great to finally have a meal with someone my age. We laughed, and they made me promise to go out with them on Friday for drinks. I was so excited and then even more so when I picked Aiden up, and he had the “best day ever.” Which he told my parents in detail during dinner, and after that, I sat on the grass watching him play with my father. The whole time, I was looking at my watch, wondering what Luca was doing. Then to finally see him, but to see his face semi, well, not semi but holy shit, it was bad. His upper lip was so big it looked like it was going to explode. His one eye was swollen closed and spreading to his cheek. I had to make sure he was okay.
“Do you want me to come over and watch Aiden so you can go to the hospital?” my mother asks me as I look out the front window to see if he is there.
“No,” I say, “I don’t even know what to call him.”
“He’s your baby’s father,” my mother tells me. “According to the girls at the hairdresser, it’s your baby daddy.”
“Oh, dear God, Mother,” I tell her. “I’m going to work a bit and see if he’s okay. I’ll call you tomorrow.” I hang up on her and send Luca a text.
Me: Please let me know that you are okay!
I send it and then kick myself for not getting Nick’s number. I sit down at my desk and keep the blinds open so I can see if someone pulls up. I keep checking my phone and outside every five minutes, sometimes every three. My mind is only half on my work which is when my phone buzzes. I look down and see it’s from him.
Luca: My eyes just got open. I had an allergic reaction to collagen, don’t ask. Can you do school drop-off?
I sit down and look out the window and still don’t see that he’s home. It’s funny. Aiden has been in his life for two days, and it’s like he has always been a dad.
Me: Don’t worry about it. I’ll call you tomorrow. Glad you’re feeling better.
I put the phone down, and see it’s past midnight. I shut everything down and walk upstairs, kissing Aiden before sliding under my covers. I try to listen for the car door slamming, but I guess I’m more exhausted than I thought because the next thing I know, my alarm is blaring for me to get up. I drag myself literally out of my bed, going to wake Aiden up who isn’t as cheery as he was yesterday. I pick up my phone and send Luca a text.
Me: Hope you are feeling better this morning. Let me know if you need anything.
I’m not surprised he doesn’t answer me back, he must be exhausted or even still in the hospital. I get Aiden dressed and in the car with almost no time to spare. I drop him off with a kiss and a wave when my phone buzzes.
Luca: Just got up, I’m home. Thank God they didn’t keep me overnight. I can see and talk.
I laugh at his message and stop by the bakery to grab some coffee and doughnuts to bring to him. Parking in my driveway, I get out and carry the box of doughnuts and coffee over to him. After I ring the doorbell, I wait nervously. I don’t know why I’m so nervous, it’s weird. I hear footsteps coming, and I start to smile, but my smile is slowly forced off me when Lauren answers the door. Her smile lights up her face, and if I have to admit, she’s very pretty.
“Eliahn,” she says, holding the door. I’m about to say something when Luca comes from upstairs, wearing just a pair of shorts and no shirt. Shit, that is something that has changed. He was in shape before, but now, fuck, his abs are definitely more defined. He smiles when he sees me, and I can see that his hair is wet.
I force a smile on my face, trying to make it seem like I don’t care. He told me he wasn’t with anyone and maybe what he has with Lauren isn’t something he wants to tell me about. “You look like your normal self again,” I tell him even though his lips are still a touch swollen. “I brought you some coffee and doughnuts,” I say, lifting the box and tray of two coffees.