Page 59 of Need You To Choose Me

I lean down, closing the distance between us. Just a few inches. That’s all that was left between us. Mere inches…

“What the hell is going on here?”

Savannah and I jump apart at the question, turning toward the sound of the voice, I find Daniel coming from the shadows, his hands curled into fists by his sides as he glares at the two of us.

Shit.

Panic slams into me as I try to figure out how much he heard and saw. If it’s to be judged by the way he is looking at us, enough.

Then something else clicks.

The direction from which he came. It was frombehindSavannah’s house.

My eyes narrow at him. “What are you doing outside?” I ask, pushing to my feet.

Savannah starts to get up too, so I grab her arm to help steady her, my fingers lingering on her soft skin before turning my attention to my son, whose gaze is locked to that singular point of contact. Reluctantly, I force my fingers to uncurl and let go. “Daniel?”

He looks up slowly. “I was bored, so I went out for a walk.” He shrugs, trying to play it off, but there was just something about his stance that wasn’t adding up.

“You said you’d stay home,” I remind him, crossing my arms over my chest.

Daniel’s eyes turn to slits, but he doesn’t back down. “I’m here, aren’t I?”

“Daniel,” I growl in warning. He’s been toeing the line since we moved here, trying to test my limits, and I’ve all but had it with him.

“What?” He lifts his arms in the air and lets them fall by his sides. “I’m here, just chill.”

“What I want to know is where you were before.”

“Well, what I wanna know is what were you”—he shifts his attention to Savannah—“doing out with her?”

“Miss Parker and I were just talking. Now will you…”

Daniel lets out a snort and stops me before I can finish. “Talking? You can tell that to Levi. He might believe you.” Hechuckles, but there is no amusement in his voice, only anger and resentment. “I’m not a kid anymore. You’re fucking her.”

From the corner of my eye, I can see Savannah flinch at his crude, hurtful words.

My fingers clench into a fist as I take a step closer, trying to keep my voice in check. “Watch your mouth, Daniel. You’ll not talk like that about Savannah or any other woman for that matter.”

“Now it’s Savannah, huh? Done with pretending,Dad?” Daniel spits out, anger burning in his gray eyes. “And how should I be talking about her? I’m just stating the truth. It didn’t take you long to find somebody new.” He turns to Savannah, his eyes scanning her from head to toe. “But Levi’s teacher of all people? Seriously? And not just that, she’s also pregnant. How can you—” His words trail off, brows pulling together, and I can see his mind work, putting the pieces together. “Holy shit.”

“Daniel, I swear to God…”

“It’s yours,” he mutters, his mouth falling open. “The… The kid, it’s yours.”

Fuck my life.

Savannah’s panicked eyes meet mine.

This was bad.

So, so bad.

My worst-case scenario was playing out in front of me, and there was nothing that I could do to put a stop to it.

“Daniel…” I place my hand on his shoulder, my heartbeat echoing in my ears as I try to find the right words, but Daniel yanks his hand out of my grasp.

His cheeks are red, eyes wild as he glances from me to Savannah and back.

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