Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 135652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
I almost got my hands on a package five days ago but he took it and made a few calls. Since then there hasn’t been another. I know that whatever it is, somebody wants me to see it. Or at least that’s my theory. My curious nature drives me around the bend, I wish I could push it out of my mind but I can’t. What is it that has Nathan so uptight at the moment and why won’t he confide in me?
What does he have to hide?
My mum is here though so I have to get over it for now. It’s been a while since I saw her and honestly… I’ve missed her. She’s asked me how everything is and I’ve told her all is well with me and Nathan. I know she doesn’t approve of our current situation but she can’t say anything.
As long as I’m happy and Dillan is happy, that’s all that matters.
Nathan won’t even let me sleep alone, to say he’s become clingy would be an understatement. The problem is, I don’t want to sleep alone and I like having him hold me as I sleep every night.
I’m extremely pleased to see that Nathan still doesn’t have any issues with, Dillan and I where his bare hands are concerned. Dillan’s potential germs don’t seem to bother him at all. He’s been amazing, if Dillan needs changing, he’ll just get up and do it. Of course I do it as much as he, but I never even have to ask.
Not that I would, mind you. Dillan is my responsibility but it’s nice having the help.
Things are changing around here and I’m not sure how or why. I’m not totally convinced that I don’t like the changes either.
“Can I have a word?” Nathan asks me and nods towards the archway.
I agree and kiss my sweet baby boy’s head, leaving him with my mum.
“What’s wrong?” My hands rub up and down my arms as I lean against the kitchen wall.
He scrapes his teeth along his lower lip, “I really don’t want to go but I have to. My court hearing is soon, then I’ve got the store and I really need this sponsor.”
Why does he look like I’m going to get angry? “I know. I understand.”
“I don’t want to go,” he sighs and leans against the wall beside me. Both of us stare at the far wall as if it holds all of the answers to our conflicted feelings. Or at least, that’s what I’m hoping it holds.
“I don’t want you to go either but you need to.”
He lets out a long breath, “Can’t you both come with me?”
Blink. “What?”
“I’m serious, just come with me. It’s only three days in the city. Just me, you and Dillan. It’ll be fun.”
“My mum’s here,” is that the best excuse I have?
“She leaves Tuesday. Join me then.”
“I’ll think about it,” I respond and kiss his cheek. “Go and conquer the world Nathan.”
He gives me a smile that could stop a thousand women at a female rights protest. My heart just stuttered. “I’ll miss you.”
“We’ll miss you more,” I step away and watch him walk through the hall. His eyes catch me over his shoulder as he grips the handle and pulls. “Drive safe.”
“Always do,” with one last look, he finally leaves.
I let out the breath I’ve been holding and re-join my mum in the living room. She gives me a knowing look. I roll my eyes and sit on the armchair by the fireplace.
“Well, I didn’t hear much but from the looks of things that boy is…”
“Don’t,” I beg with a shake of my head.
“He’s Caleb’s brother.” The way she says it tells me she’s disgusted. “Imagine if your roles were reversed and Caleb fell for your sister.”
“I don’t have a sister.”
She rolls her eyes, “Hypothetically.”
“I’m not falling for Nathan either.”
“If you say so,” she purses her lips. “It’s your life. But be warned. I don’t agree with this at all. There’s something not right with him.”
It’s my turn to roll my eyes, “Don’t insult him mum, I’ll never forgive you.”
Her mouth drops open.
“I care about him, he’s done a lot for me.”
“I’m just saying I think maybe you should be careful. He’s not normal. He has issues.”
She can say that again, “He’s working on them.”
“I’ll stay out of it, I swear. Just… be careful. I don’t want to see you get hurt.” She rolls her shoulders, clearly her arms are aching from holding the baby for so long.
“Do you want me to take him?”
“No,” she moves away a fraction. “I’ll hold him until my arms drop off. Who knows when I’ll get to see you next?”
“You can visit as often as you like.” She’s my mum, even if she is a bit of a bitch at times, that doesn’t mean I want to exclude her. “I want you in his life.”