Page 23 of Coming Home for Love

I can’t wait to spend time with you two today, so if possible, I wanted to get started early.

I smiled and sat up in bed. Osiris made my heart flutter, just like it did three years ago. His being here and having to go back to Paris was going to be hard for me and especially for our son.He’d just gotten his father, and who knew how long he would be here.

I glanced at the time and saw it was only nine in the morning. Little O was probably already awake and waiting for me to get up.

Yeah, that’s cool. How early are you talking?

I responded to Osiris.

Whenever you two get ready. We can go have breakfast, then get our day started if that’s cool with you.

Having breakfast with Osiris wasn’t a part of my plans for the day, but neither was the stuff that happened the day before.

That’s fine. I’m going to get us together. Can we do an hour?

He responded and said that was okay, so I got out of bed to get ready. I wasn’t sure where we were going, so I grabbed jeans and a T-shirt from the closet. The mornings were chilly since the season was changing, so I would put a hoodie on over it.

After getting my clothes out, I put on my robe and went to check on Little O.

“Hey, man,” I said as I entered his room. Just as I figured, he was in bed watchingBluey.

“Hi, Mommy.”

I walked over to his closet to get his clothes out for the day.

“We are going to hang out with your daddy today.”

“Yay!”

I shook my head and laughed as I pulled out a sweatsuit for him to wear.

“Let’s go use the bathroom and brush your teeth.”

“Okay, Mommy.” He tossed the covers off and got out of bed.

We walked down the hall to the bathroom together. Luckily, he didn’t have any accidents, and since he took a bath the night before, I didn’t have to give him another one.

While he used the bathroom, I got his toothbrush ready for him. When he was done, I helped him wash his face and brush his teeth, then used his other washcloth to wipe him down.

When we were done, he went back to his room to play while I got dressed.

As I showered, I thought about the events of the day before and couldn’t believe how the day turned out.

Having sex with Osiris had been the highlight of the day, and it made me forget about almost being robbed. Sex with him changed a little, but it had gotten better. I didn’t even get the full experience because it didn’t last long, and I was okay with that. As quick as it was, maybe he hadn’t been having sex with anyone, either. I found that hard to believe, though, because Osiris was too fine to not have somebody, or somebodies, in Paris. I heard his phone blowing up, and more than likely, it was some chick he was dealing with. It wasn’t my business, so I pretended I didn’t hear it.

After the shower, I called the front desk to let them know to allow Osiris up whenever he got here, and I texted him so he would know as well. Once I did that, I put my clothes on and went to get Osiris from his room so he could have some fruit before we left because I knew he was hungry.

“You want to have a snack before daddy comes?” I asked when I entered his room.

“Yes.” He picked up his tablet and got out of bed.

We went to the kitchen, and I got a fruit cup from the fridge for him. I didn’t want him to spill fruit juice on his shirt, so I made him take his sweatshirt off.

While he ate his fruit, I had an apple, then made sure we had what we needed for the day.

Forty-five minutes later, my doorbell rang.

“That’s probably your daddy,” I told little Osiris.

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