Page 82 of Nightingale


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Sadie pulled on her coat and hat and walked to the door. “Amber I am really sorry. I didn’t know what to do when he just walked in. He’s been here for over an hour.”

“Don’t worry Sadie, I know how he is. Have a good night.” She waited until Sadie left, then took a deep breath and walked into the kitchen.

“Amber we need to talk. I hear you have a new job at that clinic in Turnabout Creek,” he said and stood, leaving the peanut gallery at the kitchen table. “Exactly where is that?”

“Thirty minutes from here. Wasn’t ideal, but with only one clinic in Berrington I couldn’t just move over.”

“Also I hear there have been other changes. Why are you taking up with that motorcycle club?”

“Hey kids, why don’t you head upstairs and wash up before supper,” she suggested nudging Maisie from her seat. “You’ve got about a half hour to play a game before the homework starts. Unless you did it with Daddy?”

Kevin crossed his arms as he leaned on the counter by the sink, not saying a word.

“I take the silence as no, we didn’t. Scoot,” she ordered finally extricating her kids from the kitchen chairs and sent them on their way. “Aren’t you supposed to be at work?”

“When I’m getting pictures from my daughter of a pit bull the size of her—”

“Creature is hardly the same size as her and if it’s the picture I took for Maisie, I’m pretty sure giant kiss the dog gave her when I clicked wasn’t upsetting her.”

“And a babysitter until nearly six at night?” he said.

Amber’s left eye began to twitch as she dug out a few things for dinner.

“Obviously, once again, you didn’t think when you up and switched jobs.”

“I’m not going to argue with you about it. It’s a great job and I even have insurance with good pay.” Amber moved him aside, so she could wash her hands.

He sat at the table as if he had some right to do it. “I didn’t tell you that you could take this job.” Kevin slammed his hand down on the table.

“Excuse me. You can keep me from taking a job out of state, but that’s about it. I need to get the children’s supper done. You were just leaving right?” Amber walked to the front door and opened it.

Snow whipped and whirled through the opening and around her legs. The cold wind sending a shiver down her spine as she saw Kevin hadn’t moved, so she shut the door. When did it start snowing? Amber wanted Kevin to leave and not start an argument. He could be so bossy and she wasn’t in the mood tonight to deal with him.

“I want you to quit this job and move in with me. We can work through this Amber.” Kevin reached for her.

She pulled away. “In other words, the reason you didn’t take the kids this weekend didn’t work out the way you thought, so let’s tap old reliable.”

“Amber, you know better,” he said.

She shook her head. “Kevin, this isn’t going to work ever. I’ve moved on. You need to leave. I have to take care of the kids.” Amber moved toward the front door this time waiting for him to get up from the table.

“Yes, you do need to take care of the kids,” he said. “Think about that before moving on fully.”

Her eyes narrowed at him. “Like you have?” she countered not in the mood from judgment from the man who didn’t understand why she wouldn’t want the kids introduced to each date he had. At one point, she wondered if he was using them to woo women.

“This isn’t over Amber. We will settle this.” Kevin walked out the front door.

When Amber heard his car start and leave she took a deep breath.

“Mommy, why did Daddy have to leave?” Maisie asked as she came in the kitchen and turned her nose up to the raw chicken package Amber had set on the table.

“Because he doesn’t live here. We talked about this before. He lives at his own house. Now what are we going to have for dinner?” she asked putting the chicken away since Maisie appeared to not be in the mood.

“Did I do something wrong?” she inquired.

Amber pulled her daughter in her arms. “No, baby, you were sharing your fun times with Daddy since he hadn’t come with us,” Amber said praying that had been Maisie’s intention. “Daddy should know where I’m working.”

Mountain, that would be at another time, unless Maisie had already told her dad about him. Amber would need to see what pictures had been sent. But no matter what they were, Kevin had no right coming into her home. Or telling her who she could or couldn’t be with. As long as Callum and Maisie were safe, he had no say. She determined their safety, not him.

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