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I brushed my finger over his hand, and it twitched. “I’ll be right back, little man.”
I went to the bedroom and opened the door, flipping on the light switch, and stopped dead in my tracks.
Holy shit! Tonya really had gone over and beyond her duties. Most of the boxes had been unpacked, and things were set up around my room almost exactly as they had been in my apartment. Damn, how had she known?
I yanked my shirt over my head, offending my own sense of smell as I tossed it aside and then walked around the bed, where I tripped over a duffle bag. I looked down and saw ladies’ panties and leggings at my feet.
Oh, that’s right, she had been sleeping in here. Wait? I thought her furniture would have been delivered by now. Had Tonya been sleeping up here so she could be close to Devon? Or were her clothes in my room for a different reason? Nope, that sure as fuck wasn’t going to happen.
In my dresser, I found my underwear, although they were in the wrong drawer. I pulled out lounge pants and then headed into my bathroom. I stared at the women’s stuff on my vanity, picking up a bottle and reading the label, “Anti-Frizz.”
My gaze jerked to the door. Holy shit! Was that Davina lying on the floor of his room? Tonya didn’t have frizzy hair. I sniffed the bottle, and the scent went straight to my dick. It was Davina’s scent.
I smiled to myself as I went to turn on the shower. Davina was here, and she was with my son. My unexpected arrival was going to be rather exciting when she woke up.
Chapter Thirty
Davina
“Italked to Trevor,” Tonya said as I rocked Devon to sleep in his room. He had been home for two days, and he was recovering well and almost back to his non-fussy self.
“What did he say?” I asked as my nerves began to jingle through me.
“Actually, he didn’t say much. He said he was on his way, but he sounded upset. He’s probably going to fire me.”
“Tonya, he won’t fire you. You did exactly what you should have done. You have been amazing with him.”
Her face brightened slightly. “Thank you, and you have no idea how much I appreciate your help.”
“You’re welcome. Did Trevor say when he would be home?”
“No, just that he was coming.”
“What did he say when you told him I was here?”
“I didn’t get the chance. He said he was on the way and hung up before I could tell him.”
I chuckled. “Well, I guess he will be surprised when he arrives.” I put Devon in his crib, and we quietly left the room after turning on the monitor.
“I think he is really going to be surprised when he sees that the house is almost entirely unpacked.”
“Yeah, I bet he won’t expect that.”
“Think he will be mad you went through his bedroom?”
I shrugged. “To be honest, I don’t care.”
She chuckled as we went into the kitchen where she was making dinner. It turned out she was a pretty good cook, much better than me, and excellent company. She was taking classes online for business and wanted to open her own childcare center one day. She’d been a nanny since she was eighteen and loved taking care of children.
We had hit it off very well, and while we took turns seeing to Devon’s needs, we unpacked the house. Trevor was going to be beside himself when he finally arrived, and the last thing he needed to worry about was where pots and pans should go, or what cabinet was best for glasses. No, we put our womanly instinct to work for that and did it the way we thought it should be.
As for his room, well, he might get upset about that, but I didn’t care. I could imagine how much he hated himself for being away when Devon needed him, and I wanted him to come home to comfort, not more work. I wanted him to be able to snuggle up with his son and enjoy this time with him, not have to worry about putting his things away.
While I had been using his bathroom and kept my clothes in his room, I’d slept the last two nights on Devon’s floor. Maybe I should have used Trevor’s bed, but it just felt wrong doing that without his permission. As it was, I wasn’t sure he would be happy that I was here, but since I still had guardianship over Devon, and he had just had surgery, I wasn’t leaving until I knew Trevor was home.
Imagine my surprise when later that night, a sound woke me from my sleep, and I sat up, my gaze going right to the crib, where it was empty. I was on my knees in a second and shooting to my feet.
“He’s right here,” a deep voice said to me, and I spun around, my hand on my heart. In the glider in the corner of the room was a shirtless Trevor, holding Devon to his chest. The small nightlight was throwing shadows over him as my heart continued to speed up.
