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Was he really considering?
Was a morning with Ford now a real possibility?
Could I call in sick?
Fuck.
When I’d taken this job, I’d thought it was going to be so straightforward. I would take care of Everly and go to school.
There was nothing simpler than that.
My feelings for Ford would stay separate. They would dull over time until there was absolutely nothing left to our spark.
Except just the opposite was happening.
Now, all I thought about was him.
And each day, those thoughts became more consuming.
I would arrive at his house, hoping, somehow, his arms would find their way around me.
His lips would press against mine.
His voice would whisper, I want to be with you.
But that wasn’t going to happen.
He’d made that clear.
Even when he was drunk, his filter and inhibitions gone, he didn’t want me.
That was my fault.
He’d given me a choice, and I’d picked Everly.
For the first time, a part of me was regretting that decision.
But it was too late. I couldn’t go back; I couldn’t pick differently.
I had to live with this.
I had to accept that Ford Dalton would never be mine.
“Sorry, Eve. I have too many calls today. I can’t go.” He gazed at his daughter. “But you two are going to have so much fun.”
“Daaaddy.” She pouted.
“I’ll take you this weekend, baby, when I have all morning and afternoon to dedicate to just you.”
