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I put them in her trunk, and she stands next to the door, watching me.
I approach her, and she doesn’t back away. I brace my hands on the door, caging her in.
She looks up at me with interest, one groomed eyebrow quirking up.
I lean down, letting myself inhale her scent. “Are we okay now?”
She’s far more intoxicating than any drug.
She tilts her chin up. “We’re okay.”
I put a finger under her chin, stroking there. “And I’m still in the running?”
“For baby daddy? Obviously.”
I shake my head. “Not just that. For your heart.”
Her eyes widen, pupils dilating. “You’re still interested in me that way?”
“Of course, I am.”
A smile plays across her lips. “Good.”
I lean down to kiss her, but she darts under my arm.
I groan, and she giggles.
It’s like a game, but I’m having the time of my life.
“See you at work, Damien.”
“See you then, sweetheart.”
I watch her drive away, standing there for a long time before going back into the house.
I’m going to get this crib built if it kills me.
She needs to know how serious I am.
Chapter Twenty-Two
SEBASTIAN
A week goesby with no word from Olivia. I guess she doesn’t have a reason to contact me unless it’s about the baby.
The baby. Potentially,mybaby.
It’s not that I’ve never considered being a father. Sophie wanted kids, but I lost her before we could have them. She even set up a nursery in our old house—which I’d put on the market right after she was gone.
I couldn’t stay there, not with all the memories, the walls whispering to me about what might have been.
I go to work, come home, drink too much, fall asleep. It’s an endless cycle, and I know at some point I have to confront what’s going on. But it’s difficult. It’s overwhelming to even think about, and not to mention the weird flip in my heart whenever Olivia smiles at me.
It’s familiar. It’s something I’ve felt before, and it fucking terrifies me.
Because nothing lasts forever.
My parents have passed on and most of my friends know Olivia, so I don’t really have anyone to talk to.
