Page 46 of Revenge

“It’s okay. I just don’t want you to get the wrong idea. I’m not seeing anyone and not looking to.”

“Oh, you’re not with your baby’s father?” He says, looking at my belly.

“No. But enough about me. Tell me about your last trip.” I say, not wanting to talk about Viktor. I don’t really know Max and talking about Viktor is too personal.

We spend the next hour eating and talking about fashion. My two favorite things. As time passes, I realize I haven’t thought of Viktor. Could it be possible to live without him if I give myself a chance? I don’t mean with Max, but a life with just my son and me. Maybe I can give my son a different life, I know he’s the heir, but I could leave the state and start afresh.

“Ready?” Max asks, interrupting my thoughts.

“Did she bring the check?”

“I took care of it.”

“Max, you didn’t have to do that.”

“It was my pleasure.”

“Thank you,” I say as I stand.

“Maybe we can do it again.” I smile but say nothing. I don’t want to lead him on if he’s flirting. He smiles as we make it to the door. Opening it, he says, “After you.”

“Thanks.”

I have to admit I’m glad that I agreed to have lunch with Max. He’s so down-to-earth and easy to talk with. Today has turned out to be a perfect day.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Ava

“How are you feeling today?” Lisa asks.

“Tired as usual.”

Lisa gives me a sympathetic smile.

“What are you doing today?” she asks

“Running some errands. Did you need anything?”

“Not really. Just checking in.” She smiles again.

“Thank you for being such an amazing friend. I don’t know how I would have survived all this time without you.” I touch my swollen belly.

“I’m grateful for you. You’re a great friend to me as well.” Her eyes water.

“Don’t cry, or I’ll start too.” We laugh. “I think I’ll cook tonight. Maybe we can watch a chick flick.”

“It’s a date. Don’t do too much. If you get tired, come home. Remember what the doctor said. Lots of rest.”

“I will.” With my keys and purse, I leave.

I can’t believe five months have passed since I left Viktor. There are moments I want to call him and hear his voice, but I know it won’t do any good. He needs to focus on Fiona and their baby. Reaching out to him would only torture me. My son and I are doing well. My son is my life, my reason for living. What I’m feeling is a want, and I shouldn’t want Viktor. Outside, I spot Marco across the street. He crosses once he spots me.

“Where to Ms. O’Brien?”

“I’m running some errands today.”

“I can drive you. Where’s the first stop?” I give him a look, but he gives me a look back.

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