Page 23 of Billionaire and the Barista

“Almost. I need to mop down the floor and then I’m good.”

“I’m gonna head upstairs. Lock up behind you, I’ll come down later and set the alarms.”

“Sounds good. Night, Gabby.”

I groaned as I pushed back into the front, and then went into the back and up the interior stairs to the apartments. When I stepped into the apartment, the smell of warm spicy food filled my senses.

I found Lacey and Robbie in the kitchen.

“That smells wonderful,” I said.

“Thanks,” Lacey said.

I picked Robbie up and sat back down with him in my lap. I needed to hold on to him for a minute. There was so much I wanted to say to him. But I couldn’t. He didn’t need to be confused with the complications of adult relationships. It wouldn’t be fair for me to tell him his father was back, and that I was confused over my feelings about it.

Part of me was excited and nervous. I wanted Nathan back, I wanted the possibility of him being in our lives and telling him that he had a son. Part of me was so very angry. I wanted to hide Robbie away from Nathan, and never let him know that he had a son.

Robbie didn’t need me to dump any of that on him. Instead, I gave him extra hugs until he squirmed, and I left him alone to his coloring.

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