Page 93 of Skating the Blue Line
Chloe and I look at each other the remainder of the shoot, not saying a single word, just letting Eliana get all the pictures that she needs.
Eventually, Eliana yells out that she got everything that wanted to get. She tells Chloe that she will send her the link to all the pictures in a few days.
We say bye and Chloe and I make over to where our car is waiting for us.
When we get to the car, I open the back door for her to get in but before she gets in, she turns to me and places a small kiss on the corner of my mouth.
It takes me by surprise, and my face must have shown it because Chloe lets out a little laugh before she gives me a smile.
“I’m really glad that Eliana bailed on you seven months ago. I couldn't have asked for a better father for our daughter.”
I don’t know where that leaves us, but that kiss I’m going to store it away with all the small kisses she has given me through the last few months.
If all I get is small kisses, I’ll take it.
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CHLOE
A picture showsup on my phone screen and the second I see it, I fall in love with it.
Eliana sent me the link to the pictures from the photoshoot a few hours ago. And since the Dark Knight away game against Detroit just ended, and I’m no longer spending my time drooling at the TV whenever my baby daddy skated by, I decided to scroll through them.
Every single picture that I’ve seen so far has been absolutely beautiful. Eliana has an amazing talent and I can see why the Knights hired her to be their head photographer.
The one picture that has me falling in love, is one of me and Liam.
We both have a hand on my stomach, with one of my overlapping just a bit and sitting on top of his. Like I was holding it there, not wanting him to move an inch.
If I remember correctly his other hand was on my hip and while mine was playing with the edge of the black sweater that he was wearing.
How we are standing, though, isn’t what made me love the picture instantly. It’s the way we are both looking at each other.
I’m looking at him as if I’m mesmerized and he’s looking at me as if I’m the most beautiful thing out in the world.
If I were to show the picture to a stranger and have them describe what they saw, they without a doubt say that it was two people in love.
The picture has evenmequestioning if what I’m looking at is just for the camera or very much real.
Even after what Liam told me as we were taking the picture, I’m still leaning towards it being for the camera. At least on his part.
I’ve been mesmerized by the man since I met him and now seven and a half months later, that hasn’t changed. It's gotten strong if anything.
But I’m still in the mind set that I have to protect my heart and I’m going to stick with that because my daughter needs my devoted attention, now and when she comes. I can’t concentrate on anyone else.
Even if that person is her father.
Her very handsome and sexy father.
Nope.
I’m not going to think like that, especially not right after thinking about my daughter. The very same daughter that was a direct result of me falling for that handsome and sexy smile that is owned by her father.
Nope, not going to think about it whatsoever.
Because if I start thinking about how sexy Liam is, I’ll start thinking about certain urges that Betty warned me about months ago and so far I’ve been good. I haven’t caved and I’m not going to start now.
I swipe my finger along the screen to change the photo but yet again, I met with another photo of me and Liam and the second I see it my thoughts are back on the way he’s looking at me.
