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I didn’t obsess over my hair and makeup when I was in high school, and now, being a parent, I have to be even faster when getting ready. It never takes long for your littles to get into something that they shouldn’t, and you always know they are doing something when it gets way too quiet. I grab my phone, and I head out of the bedroom and walk into the living room, looking over on the couch and seeing Savannah snuggled up under her blanket, watching cartoons. I go into the kitchen and start a much-needed coffee, the only reason I have any sanity left. Once that’s done, I add my cream and sugar, take a big sip, closing my eyes in bliss and start on her pancakes. It doesn't take me long to make her a few with chocolate chips in it. Once they are ready, I add some butter and cut them up and bring her the plate, placing them down on a tray in front of her along with her drink.
Savannah sits up, licking her lips, making me laugh. “Thank you, momma.”
“You're welcome, baby.” I walk back into the kitchen, cleaning up my mess even though I would much rather leave it for later. Once I deem my kitchen good enough, I make another coffee and head into the living room to relax and check my messages. Savannah is done with her breakfast and is already yawning. I take her tray from her and watch as she lays down, and I cover her up with her blanket while she smiles at me, her eyes already closing. I take her plate into the kitchen and head back to relax and turn down the tv so it doesn’t wake her.
Taking a sip of my coffee, I pick up my phone from the side table to see if I have any messages; really, there is only one person who I want to see. I see a few messages from the girls asking how Savannah is doing and that they will stop by to see her before work and knowing them to grill me about Evan since I texted them before I went to bed. The next message makes me smile so big.
“Good morning Angel. How is the princess doing today?I will be there later in the afternoon. As I'm not working a full day today, so I will see you guys soon. I will bring dinner from that Italian place. Just let me know what Savannah will eat. If you need anything before that, let me know. I can't wait to see you again.”
I feel all giddy inside just from that text alone. The way I feel about Evan is a little scary, but so exciting at the same time.“Good morning Evan. Savannah is doing okay today with a bit of pain, but is already napping. She loves chicken Alfredo, but you don't have to bring dinner. I can always cook something.”I can see the tiny bubbles that he's already responding to me.
“I want you to rest and relax. Let me take care of you guys like you deserve. I'm just heading into a meeting, but I will see you soon.”
“I'll see you soon, Evan.”
I do a little happy dance in my chair. Hoping this feeling never goes away. I'm brought out of my happy thoughts with my door being unlocked, and I watch as both Tessa and Mia walk in; putting my finger to my lips and pointing to Savannah, I walk into the kitchen to meet them. I give them both a hug and make them a coffee.
Tessa places a bag on the island filled with things; toys are spilling out. They both spoil Savannah, and she eats it up. “We brought Savannah a few things to cheer her up. How is she doing?”
I hand them their coffees, taking a sip of my own before speaking. “She's doing okay this morning. I swear when I got that phone call yesterday, it took years off my life. I never want to go through that again.” Placing my hand on my heart and closing my eyes just thinking about that phone call again.
“I can imagine. We both wanted to close the salon and rush over, but when you said your boss was with you, we figured you had it. We didn't want to overwhelm Savannah with so many people.” Mia says.
Tess wiggles her eyebrows up and down like the loon she is. “Now spill, woman. I want to hear all the details about Evan and how he managed to insert himself into your life so fast and why is your face all red once I said his name?”
I can feel it go even redder if that's possible. How do I tell them what I'm feeling when I don't really understand it myself? Or am I just scared to admit it out loud? “I honestly don't even know what to say. The way he makes me feel is unlike anything I've ever felt before, and the way Savannah took to him so fast is a little scary; she even thought he was a prince in one of her movies. She had no problems with him carrying her to the car or sitting with him for hours watching movies. I'm just scared that this is moving too fast. I mean, he's my boss, and I just met him. What if something happens, and then I'm out of a job? And poor Savannah will be heartbroken if he leaves. He says I have nothing to worry about and that he will always protect mine and Savannah's hearts. I don’t know what to do.” By this point, I'm talking so fast that I'm not even sure they understand me. They both grab a hand to help calm me down.
“Breathe, girl, deep breaths in and out. Everything is going to be okay.” Mia says. She's always been the one to calm me down when I have a freak-out. She's the most level-headed out of the three of us.
“You can't live your life in fear of rejection. It's not healthy. The fact that Savannah has already taken to him should tell you something, because she doesn't do that with anyone. From what you've told us about Evan so far, he doesn't seem like the type to up and leave like the asshat did. If he didn't want to be with you and your baby girl, then he wouldn't have stayed yesterday with you. You both deserve to be loved and happy. Just by your face, I know you are already head over heels for Evan, and if he's the man you say he is, then he feels the same as you.” Tessa says, bringing tears to my eyes, and she's right; I can't live my life in fear. My past and what I have gone through shouldn't define the now. Not every man is going to walk out that door and never come back.
I wipe my tears and clear my throat. “You're right. I'm just going to live in the moment and see where it takes us. But do you think it's too soon to feel love for someone?” I nibble on my bottom lip in worry.
Mia grabs my hand, giving it a squeeze, both of them smiling at me. “Love doesn't have a time frame. It doesn't wait for you. When it hits, it hits you hard. All you have to do is hold on for the ride. I have a feeling that everything is going to work out, and I can't wait to meet him.”
I hug them both tight, fighting back my tears at all the emotions I'm feeling. “Thank you, guys; I really don't know what I would do without you. I will have you guys over for dinner, and you can meet him.”
“Let us know, and we will be here. But we should go before we're late. Tell Princess Sav that we will FaceTime her later to see how she's feeling. Love you, girl.” Tessa says.
“Thank you again for the advice. I love you guys.” I walk them to the door, making sure not to wake Savannah though it's for nothing; that girl can sleep through anything. I watch as they get into their car and drive away before shutting and locking the door.
I check on Savannah to make sure she's still sleeping, covering her back up with her blanket and picking Funny Bunny off the floor and kissing her lightly on the head. I head for the kitchen to make another coffee, breathing in the scent of freshly brewed coffee; there's nothing like it. I check the time and groan, seeing that it is only 10 am, and Evan still won't be here for a few more hours. I walk into the living room and pick up my kindle, hoping to pass the time with some reading. Just when I open the latest book from my favorite author, there’s a knock on my door, wondering who that could be. I get up, looking at my kindle with longing before checking the peephole. A big smile takes over my face, making me swing the door open and my book long forgotten.
“Evan.” My voice is breathless even to my own ears.
Six
I’d love to be a Pinterest mom. But it turns out I'm more of an Amazon mom.
Icouldn’tsleepwortha damn last night again. It’s why I was awake by 5 am. I did a workout in my home gym, hoping to burn off some of this lust that’s been coursing through my body since the moment I laid eyes on Alyssa. Not that it did fuck all. My mind was on the one person who has consumed my every thought. It got so bad I had to take care of the problem twice in the shower before I could get my body under control. It wouldn't be good for the boss to walk into the office with a hard-on for all to see. Last night was the hardest thing I've ever done. I didn’t want to leave them last night, but I couldn't be selfish; I knew Alyssa needed time to wrap her head around us and the fact that I'm not going anywhere. As soon as I held that little girl in my arms, carrying her out to the car yesterday, my life felt complete, as if everything that I've done in my life has led up to this moment. I know it down to my soul that Alyssa is going to be my wife and Savannah, my daughter. I know that may seem fast to some people, but I don’t give a shit what they will think. They are mine, and I'm never letting them go. I know Alyssa is a single mother, that much I gathered, but I don’t know the entire story and won’t rush her to tell me. When she is ready, she will tell me, and until then, I can be patient.
After my grueling workout and getting my hard-on under control, I head to the office to get some work done before my meeting this morning. I just hope the day doesn't drag on. After sending Alyssa a good morning text and telling her I will see her later, since I know I won't be able to stay the full day without getting my eyes on her. I'm just gathering up my paperwork when my mom walks in and takes a seat across from me with a big smile on her face.
“Good morning Evan. How is my daughter-in-law and my precious grandbaby doing?” Mom has a shit-eating grin on her face. I know she hired her, thinking that we would hit it off.
“Daughter-in-law, huh? And where do you get that idea from?” I try to go for stern, but I can't keep the smile off my face while raising my eyebrow at her.
She waves her hand, dismissing me, knowing I’m full of shit. “Please don’t lie to me, Evan. I know you and how you already feel about her. Now tell me how they are doing-especially after what Savannah went through yesterday, that poor baby.” My mom has always been able to read me and my feelings. She will have this wedding already planned by the end of the day. I can’t say I’m mad at that. I just have to get my woman on the same page as me. God, do I ever want her on the same page?
