Chapter 58
The following week, as David was opening up his studio, his phone pinged with an incoming text. For a split second, as he pulled it out of his pocket, he hoped it was Paige.
When it was from Ashley, instead, he felt real disappointment.
ASHLEY: I want to change Jacob’s visitation schedule from every Wednesday to only alternate Wednesdays.
David re-read that and shook his head. It was obvious that Ashley was struggling with their arrangement. He’d thought she would, but a part of him had hoped that she wouldn’t, proving him wrong for Jacob’s sake. Instead, after barely two months, she was proving David right—and even though it was nothing to smile about, he smiled anyway. It might have been a small step but he was now one step closer to getting full custody.
And he would. He wouldn’t rest until he did.
DAVID: Okay. I’ll have the custody agreement amended.
Chapter 59
On the day before the fifth anniversary of signing their divorce papers, Paige got a text from David. They’d been texting every couple of days or so, for the past few weeks, so getting a text from him wasn’t surprising. However, the nature of the text was.
DAVID: What are you doing tomorrow night?
Not knowing if he was asking in generic terms, or specifically because of the anniversary date, Paige’s response was geared toward the generic. After all, a date she remembered and had to plow through every year with the help of some alcohol might not be the same for him. Which it probably wasn’t, since he’d been with Ashley for all four previous ‘anniversaries’.
PAIGE: Working until 6 p.m. What are you doing?
DAVID: I’d rather not do what I usually do.
PAIGE: Does that mean you have a divorce anniversary tradition, too?
DAVID: I usually drink too much bourbon, followed by the day-after-divorce anniversary hangover.
DAVID: What’s your tradition?
PAIGE: Mine’s almost the same as yours, but I usually drink too much wine while watching The Notebook, followed by the day-after-divorce anniversary hangover.
DAVID: Is that the movie with Ryan Reynolds in it?
PAIGE: Close. Ryan Gosling.
DAVID: I’ve never seen it.
PAIGE: I’m not surprised. Nothing blows up in it.
DAVID: Which means I’ll probably never see it.
DAVID: So, anyway, I decided that neither one of us is going to do what we normally do. We’re going to start a new (and improved) tradition.
PAIGE: We are?
DAVID: We are. I’ll pick you up tomorrow night a 7 p.m.
PAIGE: Can you at least give me a hint as to what this new (and improved) tradition entails? So I can dress appropriately?
DAVID: Just wear something casual. But feel free to look hot, too.
DAVID: I mean hotter. You always look hot. I didn’t mean to imply that you don’t normally look hot.
Paige looked at the last text, unable to deny the thrill his words gave her. He thought she always looked hot?
Well … okay, then.