Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
“I’m going to come with you today when you drop her off at daycare,” I tell her as I turn Cici on her side so she can drink her milk.
“You don’t have to come with me,” Eva counters, going to the fridge.
“I won’t see her tonight,” I remind her as I sit on the couch with Cici on one arm, holding my coffee with the other hand.
“Where are you going?” Eva pulls out the oatmeal, looking over at me.
“I’m having dinner with the guys,” I remind her. “It’s Daniel’s bachelor party, remember?”
“Oh, that’s right,” she replies, not looking at me. “I forgot about that.”
“I can try to cancel,” I tell her, not really wanting to go out.
“No.” She shakes her head. “You have to go, you’re his groomsman.”
“He does have three more,” I tell her, getting up when Cici finishes her bottle. Walking back into the kitchen, I put her in her high chair and then buckle her in. I grab the baby snacks, handing her a rice cracker.
“Looks like it’s just the two of us,” Eva says, pouring hot water in the oatmeal before adding some blueberries. “Girls’ night.” She smiles down at her.
The two of us don’t really say anything to each other. There is a whole list of things I want to say, but I don’t think we have the time to go over them. Especially the part where I want to kiss the fuck out of her.
We rush out the door with me holding Cici and Eva following me. I follow the two of them to the daycare, parking beside her. I get out of my car before Eva even puts the car in park. Opening the back door, I smile at Cici. “Who’s the prettiest girl in all of the land?” I ask and she smiles as she kicks her legs.
I take her in my arms while grabbing the diaper bag, shutting the door right before Eva joins us. We start to walk in when we come face-to-face with a man who is walking out. He looks down, but when he looks up at Eva, his whole face lights up. “Hey, Eva,” he greets when we are in front of him.
I look over at Eva who smiles back at him. “Hi, Caine.”
“Hi, Cici.” He turns to Cici, totally ignoring me. “Is she feeling better?” He looks back at Eva while at the same time I seriously want to throat punch this guy. His eyes never leave Eva’s. “She looks much better,” he notes and I want to laugh because he hasn’t even really looked at her. His eyes have been trained on Eva since he saw her.
“Um, hi,” I finally interject, looking at Eva with a smile on my face, but it’s a fake smile. It’s as fake as can be because all I want to do is glare at him.
“Oh, sorry.” Eva laughs nervously from beside me. Shit, is she flirting with him? Do they talk? Did they meet here? Do they see each other every morning? The number of questions I have just keeps adding up. “This is Levi.”
“Her husband.” I extend my hand to her. He looks at me almost with a shocked expression before turning back to look at Eva, then quickly back at me. “I’ll take Cici inside, you two can catch up.” I look at Eva, who avoids looking at me. My stomach gets tight with knots as I walk around Caine and away from her. I’m so fucking pissed yet I have no reason to be, really. Or do I? I walk into the daycare and drop her off with Sylvia. I’m handing her over and I’m shocked to see Eva standing beside me.
“Are you okay?” she asks, her voice quiet.
“Yup,” I answer her, ignoring her as I wave to Cici. I ignore the way my heart is beating in my chest. How clammy my hands are, and especially how murderous I feel at this moment. I’ve never in my whole life felt this feeling. I take a second to look over at Eva. “See you later,” I say as fast as I can, the need to get away from her before I say something I’m going to regret is huge. She waves at Cici and walks out with me. I’ve never been so angry that my whole body tremored with anger. I’ve never been so out of my comfort zone that all I wanted to do was to just roar out my madness. I’ve never been so out of my comfort zone that I felt like my skin was crawling.
“Bye,” she says from the other side of my car and I think I grunt, I’m not sure. The only thing I do know is that I leave the parking lot while she is still standing there, making me feel even more like a dick. I get to work and I don’t know if everyone around me knows I’m pissed, but not one person asks me anything all day. Also, I’m not going to admit it, but I spend the whole day looking down at my phone every ten minutes, waiting for her to call. The minutes turn into hours, and then at the end of the day, I’m stuck going out to a dinner I don’t even want to go to.