Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 25728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
"Daddy loves you buddy." The thought that he could've been lost to me forever makes me see red all over again and when she finally joined us I gave her such a look of hatred that she stumbled back.
"Tomorrow I 'll be interviewing nannies."
"He doesn't need a nanny he's got me."
"It's what I want and that's final, don't even think about arguing with me, you're lucky to even be here."
"Please don't do this, I didn't do anything wrong..."
"Didn't do anything wrong, are you fucking kidding me?"
"I only did what I thought was right for you."
"You lying bitch, don't even think of trying to sway me with more of your lies. You're fucked because I found you before you could put whatever sinister plans you had into action..."
"Why won't you listen to me?"
"Why Amber, because the last time I did that you almost killed me, now get the fuck out of my sight and find something for my son to sleep in."
She walked away dejected but I didn't care, when she returned with his sleeper I snatched it from her and walked to the changing table with the baby. I was no expert but I had a niece, I've changed a diaper or two in my day. After he was all powdered and happy I took him with me. She was free to follow or not as she pleased. I wondered if I should call my mother but decided to put it off for the next day. It was bound to be a long one.
I went to the kitchen to put together something for dinner, little Colin sitting in his child seat on the island. I had to remember to ask her for his birth certificate. The sooner I fixed his name the better I'd feel, come tomorrow I was going to start the ball rolling to make him mine legally, by the time I was finished my little deceiver wouldn't have a leg to stand on.
"What's my son's name?" I questioned her as soon as she came into the room.
"Colin Anthony..."
"What I didn't hear you." She'd mumbled her answer.
"Colin Anthony Stevens."
She'd given him my name at least partially I guess I should be grateful for that. "You got the first two right, I'll see about changing the last."
"What do you mean, he's my son Colin he has my name"
"Well from where I'm standing he looks a lot like mine and my son will have my name. It wouldn't be fair to him to have a different name to his siblings when I do get married eventually now will it. Can't have my son thinking I didn't want to own him, or maybe we should tell him when he's old enough what a manipulative bitch his mother is?"
Did she just throw something at my head? Oh ho, ho. Bring it on baby.
Colin
"What the fuck! Have you lost your fucking mind?"
I picked up the pottery shards from the bowl she'd thrown, crazy bitch.
"Listen to me, I don't know what the hell is going on okay, but I just spent the last ten months killing myself trying to give you what you wanted. The first few weeks I was scared to be pregnant, then I was scared I was gonna lose him because I was so damn sick all the time. When I wasn't scared about that I was scared I wouldn't be able to work because I was sick all the time. Now you show up acting like I've done you wrong when I'm the one who got screwed and since you refuse to listen to a damn thing I say I have to piece it together myself so you Colin Stewart can go fuck yourself.”
"Watch your mouth."
"You watch your fucking..." I was across the room before she could finish, she tried evading me but I was too fast for her.
"I said watch, your, fucking, mouth." She had the good sense to keep quiet.
"I don't know what the fuck you're ranting and raving about, doing what's best for me, it's all bullshit, and you're right I don't want to hear it. But believe this if you've never believed anything else in your life, when it comes to my son I'll have the final say, not you. Now get that through your fucking head, don't try to take me on sweetheart, better men than you have tried and failed." I walked away before I did something regrettable, like maybe kissing her. I'd never seen such fire in her except in the bedroom, but if I gave into her now it would give her the upper hand and that will never happen, this arrangement whatever it was is going to be on my terms.
Amber
I don't think I'd ever met a more pigheaded man in my life, how come I didn't see this side of him in Greece? Maybe because in Greece he didn't think you did whatever it is he thinks you did? Maybe because there's something going on here that you know nothing about?