Pulling away, Ghost leads me to the couch. He sits beside Sky and pulls me down onto his lap.
“I can’t sit on you,” I rush to say, trying my best to get out of his strong grip. “I’m too heavy. You won’t be able to breathe.”
“You’re sitting on my lap, baby, not my chest. Now, sit still so we can talk.”
“Just don’t stand up too quickly when I get off because your legs might be numb.”
“If they are, it will be worth it,” he says. “Now, back to Dove. So, you have sole custody, but he has visitation rights, correct?”
“Yes,” I sigh, giving in and leaning against his chest. I’m rewarded with a kiss to the top of my head.
So confused.
“You want to take away his rights to see her?”
“With every fiber of my being,” I admit.
“I’ll make some calls and see what we can do,” he tells me. “I have a friend who might be able to help.”
“I was going to call my lawyer tomorrow,” I explain. “But he’s the one who told me to agree with the visitation rights to begin with.”
“Let me handle it,” Ghost says. I’ll give my buddy your phone number, and he can call to set up a meeting.”
“I can’t afford a new lawyer,” I admit begrudgingly. “The one I’m using now is cheap.”
“Did I ask you to pay for him? You’re my woman, and I get to pay for your things. It makes me happy to do this. Especially if it gets that fucker away from Dove.”
“I can pay for my own things, Ghost,” I say hotly. “I’m not a woman that needs to be kept. I make plenty of money to keep me and Zoe living a decent… Wait… Did you say that I was your woman? As in… your woman?”
“Yeah, babe. Thought I made that clear.”
“Well, you didn’t,” I say, getting up from his lap and pacing. “I don’t even remember you asking. Was it when I was recovering from a seizure? I’m pretty sure I only had that one in front of you, and that was the time I peed all over your couch. Oh no. Did I ask you, and you said yes out of pity? Am I your pity woman? I’m so sorry. I take it back. Just pretend like I never asked you. Why didn’t you tell me that I acted like a fool, Sky? Some sidekick you are.”
“Finished?”
“Huh?”
Leaning forward, Ghost grabs my hand and pulls me right back on his lap.
“Eyes, babe.”
“Wow, your eyes are very green.”
“And yours are beautiful,” he smiles. “I thought my intentions were clear, but I guess I’m not very good at wooing a woman.”
“You’re wooing me?” I ask.
“Apparently not with much finesse,” he admits, running a hand through his hair. His gaze locks onto mine with a fierce intensity. “So let me be absolutely clear so that there are no more guessing games. I, Rhett Montgomery, think you are the most stunning woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. Over this past week, getting to know you has been the best part of my days. I want to know you better, more than anything. I want to see where this thing can go between us if you’ll have me.”
If I’ll have him? Is he nuts?
“Your name is Rhett Montgomery?” I ask because I’m not ready to get into everything else he said.
“Yeah, baby,” he smiles. “My name is Rhett Montgomery. I’m not sure if you heard or not, but I did say a few more words other than my name.”
“I heard,” I whisper. “Is this a prank? Did your buddies bet you money to see if you could fool me into thinking I was wanted? Are you waiting for me to get naked before everyone rushes in, laughing at how disgusting my naked body is?”
I look around the room to see if I can spot his phone propped up somewhere, recording everything that’s happening.