Page 156 of Losing Faith

“Absolutely.” She plays with my beard as she rambles on about needing Lisette to use herart skillsto frost a cake for her. When we walk into my room, she kicks her shoes off before I climb in next to her and we eat as she rants about the cake she wants to make.

When my bathroom door opens, Lisette looks miserable, but when she notices Isabelle, a smile lights up her face and I choose to believe it isn’t fake.

“Hi, my sweet girl.”

And there goes my heart,poundingat a concerning rate. Nearly racing towardsthe woman in front of me who fits with us so perfectly.

“Good morning, Lissy.” Isabelle stands on the bed and I hold our plates so the food doesn’t spill as she runs across the bed to Lisette. “We have a lot to talk about. This cake I’m thinking about is just the bestest idea.”

She leaps in the air and Lisette catches her right in time before nuzzling her face in Belle’s neck.

“Oh, I missed you, baby.” It looks like she squeezes her tighter and as I watch her holding my kid, calling her baby, my life feels complete.

“Want to hear a joke?”

I let out a defeated breath as I slap a hand on my forehead.

“Of course I do.”

“Knock knock.”

“Who’s there?” Lisette answers.

“Cow says.” Belle steals a glance at me, motioning for me to be quiet.

Lisette’s brows furrow. “Cow says who?”

“No, you fucking idiot, cow saysmoo.”

Her jaw drops before she breaks into a laugh. I shake my head at them but can’t help but smile.

“That’s a bad word.” Lisette’s jaw drops again as she turns to my defeated face.

“Yeah, that’s why it’s funny.” Isabelle laughs harder. “You should’ve seen your face.” She holds her belly as she laughs on the bed, and I can’t help but join her.

“Oh.” She suddenly freezes. “I need to use the bathroom!” She squeezes her legs together as she laughs.

“Did you just pee yourself?” I hold back a laugh as I glance between her legs.

She’s hysterical as she climbs off the bed and I throw my head back with a laugh as she hobbles to the bathroom.

“Stop laughing,” Lisette and I call out between laughs when I realize she’s indeed peeing herself.

“I can’t hep it.” She runs off and Lisette breaks into another laugh before crawling onto the bed.

When our laughs sober, she scoots over to me. “Thank you for before.” She kisses me gently. “I’ve had people leave me after finding me like that and you made me brush my teeth, so…” She shrugs. “We can do more romantic stuff because I really enjoyed our date.”

A smile touches my lips and I quickly kiss hers.

“Daddy,” my kid calls out from, I’m hoping, the toilet. “Ithinkme and a little bit of the floor needs a shower.”

Lisette laughs beside me as I shake my head with a smile.

Chapter Forty-Six

Lisette

WhenIwatchedmovieswherethe character went insane, I always thought to myself how that could never happen to me. They always seem unrealisticallymad.I believed I had a grip too strong on reality for that.

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