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I leaned down and gave her a kiss, and something in Marlow’s gaze changed. Warmed.
“I’m staying at my parents’ house with the kids.” She eyed me. “Feel free to hang out at the apartment.”
I looked toward Marlow, then lifted my brows at her in question.
“That okay with you?” I asked. “So we can talk?”
I’d invite her to my place but…there wasn’t much to it.
A bed, a small living area where Ulitza slept and not much else, and a bathroom that was smaller than small.
No room for Marlow, even though I’d give it the ol’ college try if she would say yes to staying the night with me.
She hesitated, but something in my expression must’ve been all that she needed to see, because her shoulders deflated and she nodded.
“Yes, that’s okay with me,” she admitted softly.
CHAPTER 3
It’s like no one in my family appreciates that I stayed up all night overthinking for them.
-Marlow’s secret thoughts
MARLOW
I was a nervous wreck when I saw the huge truck with the camper shell pull up into the luxury apartment’s parking lot.
I waited next to the spot I wanted him to take, and wondered if there was any way he’d be able to get that massive thing in the spot, but realized in seconds I shouldn’t have worried.
Kristoff had always struck me as a very competent person.
He proved backing a large truck the size of a small house into a tiny parking spot made for a Prius was no challenge to him.
When he got out, he immediately closed the door and went for the passenger side door, pulling out his sleeping daughter.
My heart started to pound.
Could I really do this?
Could I get involved with a man who had a kid? Who’d stood me up for a year?
Because I saw where this was going in his eyes.
Sure, he had a great excuse. I mean, he had a kid for Christ’s sake. How could I fault him for choosing her over me?
That’s right, I couldn’t.
Determination now steeling my spine, I walked up to where he was standing and said, “Follow me.”
He did, not too close, but definitely not far enough away for me to slam the door in his face like I was contemplating.
The door opened wide, and he followed me inside, taking everything in with one swoop.
He’d told me once that he was a firefighter.
Well, he looked very firefighter-esque right now.
He was noting every exit there was, taking in even the smallest details, like the freakin’ smoke detectors that were hung on the ceiling.
