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I nodded. “I’ll see you then.”

And then I forced myself to walk down the hall, past the closed door that would lead into the bedroom I once shared with Emerson, down the stairs and then out of the house. I climbed into my truck and drove back toward the apartment where I would sleep alone for the next two days.

These nights when Jaxon was with Emerson were the longest.

At least I had a game to prepare for this weekend because it would make the time go by faster until I got to be with my son again.

Some days it was easier to live with myself and the mistakes I’d made. But tonight wasn’t one of those.

3

Emerson

Well,that was an interesting drop-off,I thought as I walked back downstairs after reading three Paw Patrol books to Jaxon.

The drop-offs were usually brief. A quick hi and an update on what Jaxon had going on during the time we were separated, and then a quick goodbye.

We didn’t usually talk about anything else.

And we most definitely had never broached the subject of either one of us dating again. I had been avoiding the sweet moments between Jaxon and Vincent for the past several months because I knew exactly how they made me feel.

They made me missus.

Our family. And all the good moments we’d had when we were all together.

While watching them play dinosaurs together and witnessing the sweet way Vincent hugged Jaxon and helped him with his pajamas, I had to remind myself that just because Vincent was a good dad didn’t mean that we should still be a family.

Because he hadn’t been a very good husband.

At least, he hadn’t been a good one when it had really counted—when he’d been presented with the option to choose me when someone else was right in front of him.

He’d betrayed me and all the promises he’d made to me when we’d gotten married.

And I couldn’t trust him anymore.

So instead of reliving the past again for the millionth time, I made myself a cup of my favorite chamomile tea and sat at my kitchen table with my laptop to do something I’d been putting off for way too long.

I’d about died of embarrassment when Vincent caught me taking photos for my online dating profile, but he seemed to assume I was sending photos to a guy I was dating, so I wasn’t going to correct him. But letting him believe I had a guy already lined up to be my date for the wedding only made it even more essential that I actually find a date.

So even though I was tired and had to get up in less than seven hours, I started typing my personal information into the dating website I’d researched during dinner earlier. It was one that I had to pay for, so hopefully this meant the caliber of guys would be a bit higher than the free hookup sites I’d seen.

I wasn’t necessarily looking for forever, but I needed a date to Kira’s wedding who would look impressive to Vincent and the Dragon Ladies.

I can’t believe I’m actually doing this.I shook my head as I typed my information into the boxes.

Hair color: Blonde

Eye color: Green

Age: 26

Height: 5’6”

Weight: ________

I frowned. Did they really expect people to fill that in?

I stared at my blinking cursor. I’d just weighed myself this morning, so I knew that I was 121.4 pounds. But did I really want to put that out there for the world? Or a potential mate?

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