Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 138541 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138541 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Now we’re on our way to mine. I’m wearing nothing but his boxers, top and my shoes and jacket. I still have to pick up Dillan from Nursery. I miss my little man.
I was relieved when Eric didn’t pick up where we left off on the landing when his mum and sister were at his. Now I’m wondering why that makes me happy. I should want to kiss him all of the time. Shouldn’t I?
He’s about to pull up in my driveway, but stops when we both notice the car already parked there.
“Oh shit.” I whisper, my hands starting to tremble and my stomach suddenly churning.
“Isn’t that Dillan’s uncle’s car?” Eric asks, seemingly oblivious to my sudden change in mood.
This isn’t happening. This really isn’t happening.
I want to tell Eric to drive away, but I know Nathan has probably seen the car already. What’s he going to think when he sees how I’m dressed? Well, it’s pretty obvious what he’ll think, but how will he react?
What’s worse is that Eric gets out of the car, obviously wanting to walk me to my door or something.
Taking a deep breath and calming my quivering body, I open the car door and climb out.
“I was about to ask you where the hell you have been for the past three hours, but I can see that question is already answered.” Nathan spits as he climbs from his car, Dillan in his arms. He doesn’t look happy with me at all.
“Why do you have Dillan?” He’s supposed to be at nursery.
“If you’d pick up your phone, you’d know exactly why I have Dillan.” Nathan glares at me, his body tense and his lips a thin line.
Shit. My phone! “I must have left it at work.”
He turns his glare onto Eric, looking him up and down before looking back at me. His eyes widen as he takes note of my bare legs and the bottom of the tight grey boxers that cling to the top of my thighs. I pull my coat tighter around myself, praying it gives me the shelter I need from his pained stare.
“The nursery couldn’t contact you. They called your mum but she’s at work. Luckily I was still in the area. I was planning on leaving only twenty minutes after they called.” Nathan’s voice is a lot calmer now, but it’s deceptive. I know he’s trying to put that blank mask back on.
“Give her a break man, she’s been sleeping all afternoon.” Eric frowns, placing his arm around my shoulder in an attempt to comfort me.
I stay stiff, waiting for Nathan to say something else. He doesn’t. He only walks towards me, hands the nappy bag to Eric and hands Dillan to me.
Dillan doesn’t have a temperature. I’m relieved.
“Get inside; you’re barely dressed.” Nathan hisses, giving me a lingering look that screams of disappointment. “I’m leaving. I’m not coming back.”
My lips part with a gasp. “What about Dillan?”
“What about Dillan?” He states, laughing cruelly. “He’s not…”
“Don’t.” I snap, holding up my hand. “You’re about to do it again.” He closes his mouth, his jaw tensing. “Don’t say something I can’t forgive you for. Go inside and we’ll talk.”
“Forgive me?” He breathes the words, his disbelief apparent.
“Why do I feel like I’m missing something?” Eric asks, pulling me tighter to his side.
“Because you are.” Nathan snaps, looking directly at him.
“Nathan.” I warn, but it falls on deaf ears.
“Don’t you have somewhere to be?” He snarls at Eric, who instantly puffs out his chest in challenge.
I look to Eric, pleading him with my eyes. “Please, I really need to talk to him.”
“I don’t feel comfortable leaving you on your own with him.” He eyes Nathan still, but his body is turned towards me.
Nathan takes a step towards him. I shoot him a look and he instantly stops. “He’d never hurt me.”
Eric sighs, but I see him relent. “Fine. Call me later.” Then he does something that shocks the hell out of me. Being careful of the sleeping baby in my arms, he hooks his hand around my neck and pulls me into him until my lips are touching his. I’m mortified but I don’t have a chance to say so, because as soon as I gasp in shock, his tongue pushes into my mouth briefly. He pulls away just as abruptly, his eyes staring into mine. On another sigh and a slight shake of his head, he gives me a weak smile and walks away.
I don’t have time to assess that reaction as I hear the front door slam. Nathan has gone inside.
CHAPTER TEN
I’m nervous when I walk in and place Dillan in the chair in his room. I’m not sure what to expect. This needs dealing with and it needs dealing with now.
I follow the sound of movement up the stairs and into my room. Finding Nathan pacing should be a comical sight. Nathan doesn’t pace, but he is.