AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Oh yes. Your dad did. But his parents disowned him as soon as they found out that I was pregnant. They never liked me and thought that I got knocked up to trap their son.”
I sigh and run my hand through my hair. “Is that why you ran after Dad died?”
Mom shrugs. “I know I had some support here but I couldn’t stay here and get trapped in the memories that your dad and I made. It was easier to go to a new place and start over than live with a ghost.”
I nod and study her for a moment. When I was younger, I used to be mad at her for taking us away from family. I never knew either of my grandparents, but knowing what I know now, it seems like there’s a good reason for that.
“You’re still here for a few more days. Do you want to go shopping with me next week? I need to start getting things ready for a nursery.”
Mom’s smile could light up the entire world. “I would love to go shopping with you. Text me when you want to go and I’ll make sure that I’m ready.”
I grin and reach for the container of fries between us, opening it and popping a few in my mouth.
“Can you tell me more about what it was like growing up here? And about Dad? You never talked about him much when I was younger.”
“What do you want to know?”
“Everything.”
When I get home a few hours later, Evan is sprawled across our bed and reading. I stand in the doorway for a moment, leaning against the frame and admiring the sight. The early evening sunlight streams through the window, illuminating his tanned skin.
“Are you having fun staring at me?” Evan asks, his tone teasing.
“Yeah. It’s not fair that you get to be so effortlessly attractive. Some of us have to work for it.”
He laughs and puts his book to the side. “How’re you doing? How’s the baby?”
Before I can answer him, he crosses the room and kneels in front of me. His hands go to my stomach and his face is inches from it.
“Hi baby, it’s your dad, how are you doing today?”
I laugh and run my hands through his soft hair as he puts his ear to my stomach. It’s these moments when he’s in a playful mood that make me fall for him even harder.
“I was thinking that we could go out to dinner tonight,” Evan says as he stands.
He kisses me softly, his hands sinking into my hair and holding me closer to him. I moan softly into the kiss, grinning when he spins and pins me against the wall. Heat floods through me even as he pulls away.
“Dinner?”
My stomach growls and I shrug. “I could do with some dinner. Where were you thinking of going?”
“There’s a nice little Italian place. It’s the kind of place you have to dress up for though.”
I raise an eyebrow. “We don’t have to do that. Going out for burgers and having a good time is fine with me.”
He chuckles and loops his arms around my waist. “Let me spoil you. Get dressed. Wear something nice. Feel like a princess for another night of your life.”
“Evan, I really am happy just going out to get burgers.”
His smile falters slightly and I immediately feel bad. The only reason I don’t want to go out to a nice dinner is because I know that I’ll feel out of place. Restaurants with dress codes seem so unfamiliar to me that the thought of going to one already has my stomach turning.
“No,” I say, shaking my head because I know this is important to him. “I want to go for Italian food. I just have no clue what I should wear.”
“Clothing is usually a good place to start unless you want to have some fun in the middle of the restaurant.”
My cheeks warm as I roll my eyes and dodge his grabbing hands.
I head into the closet, looking for something that would be good enough to wear out. There’s not much in my closet that would do for the kind of place he wants to take me to.
