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Ilie awake for twenty minutes after Lilah leaves my bed. I’m completely sated physically, but my mind is a whirling contradiction of emotions. After what we shared, I’m more convinced than ever that what Lilah and I had before isn’t only still there, it’s better. More mature, more seasoned, aged to perfection.
Sleep not coming, I slip out of bed and pull on some pajama bottoms to head downstairs for a drink of water. When I make my way back upstairs and pass by Monica’s room, I hear her sheets rustling and bed creaking, so I open the door to check on her.
She’s sitting up in bed, rubbing her eyes.
“Can’t sleep?” I ask. “Everything okay.”
“Yeah. Will you lay with me?” she asks.
“Of course.” I get comfortable next to her and she turns my way, her hand running along my face.
“Do you love Mommy?”
I still, not expecting that line of questioning from her. I’m not sure what to tell her. I don’t want to confuse her and have her think that Lilah and I are going to be a couple, because we haven’t had that conversation yet.
I opt for a slice of the truth. “I do love your mom, sweetie, because she gave me you. I’ll always feel that way about her.”
“I thought so.” She yawns again.
“Okay, this time I’m really leaving. You have a good sleep.”
“Thanks, Daddy.”
Her eyes are closed, so she can’t see my smile or the tears in my eyes. I brush a stray curl from her cheek and kiss the top of her head. Not wanting to leave the space of this moment, I stand at the door for a few minutes and watch her drift off before I pull the door closed and head down to Lilah’s room. I have to share this with her.
I knock softly before pushing the door open. She’s under the covers and her back is to me, but she rolls over to face me. I can tell that she hasn’t been able to sleep yet either.
“I just put Monica back to bed, and guess what she asked me when I was in there?”
“What?”
“She asked me if I loved you.”
Lilah’s eyes widen, and she bites her bottom lip. That damn bottom lip. Despite the seriousness of this moment, my dick twitches in my pants.
“What did you tell her?” she whispers.
“The truth.”
“Which is?”
“With every part of me. Now and forever.”
Her breath hitches and her face crumples. “I love you too. I never stopped. Not for a minute.”
She brings her hands up to cover her face, but I pull them back so I can see her. I tilt her chin so that she meets my gaze. “That’s a happy thing, sweetheart. Stop apologizing, and let’s spend our energy on the here and now, okay?”
She nods, wipes her tears, and leans into me. Our lips meet in a chaste but fierce kiss.
“Swear you’ll try to move on and stop worrying about the past?” I ask.
She nods, and I hold my pinkie finger out between us. Her gaze flicks up to meet mine, hope shining bright. Lilah wraps her pinkie around mine, and we begin this next chapter in the story of us on a pinkie swear.
Chapter Seventy-five
LILAH
It’s true what they say—time flies when you’re having fun. Another few weeks pass in the blink of an eye. We spend most of our time at Jimmy’s rental now. It’s more private and secure, and the size of the house makes it easier when he and I want to get our own playtime in.
