Page 75 of Accidentally Sliding Into A Second Chance

I roll onto my side, fluff my pillow with a little more force than necessary and close my eyes— attempting to get an hour or two of rest.

But just like last night, when I slipped into bed and closed my eyes, thoughts spin like a carousel. Leaving me reeling.

How safe I felt held in David’s arms, his heartbeat lulling me to sleep. How much I hated sleeping alone knowing he was down the hall, every molecule screaming to get up and go to his room, slide in bed next to him.

Scarlett saying ‘I love you’ and wanting to call me ‘Mom’.

The warmth that filled my chest, and the longing that popped up at hearing the word fall from her lips.

Would David be okay if I told Scarlett yes?

Is that the reason he didn’t talk to me about Fiona?

Fiona.

I would never try to replace her. I couldn’t. She’s the mother of his child and someone he loved.

But am I what he really wants, or will I always be left feeling like a consolation prize?

Flipping onto my back, I drag the pillow over my face and scream. Exhaustion makes it difficult to think clearly.

I need to know where David stands. I know he cares. It’s obvious in every kiss, glance and touch as he lingers, like he never wants to stop.

Wait.

Did David struggle last night too? What if he did?

He hates running.

Huffing out a sigh I place the pillow back behind my head and choose to believe that he spent the night as unhappy as me.

I shrug, and my mouth curves up, warmth fills me.

I close my eyes and sleep, for mere seconds before rapid fire huffs gently blow around my face.

I blink a few times and open my eyes to find Emmy sitting next to me, tongue lolling. Scarlett is resting her face on her hand at the side of my bed, with David standing behind her with a cup of coffee in his hand. Humor dances in his eyes, and a mischievous smirk lines his mouth.

My pulse skips at his damp hair and disheveled appearance. No one should be allowed to look as handsome as he does.

I let my gaze roam over their faces, and my chest expands. My heart feels like it might burst as my reality becomes crystal clear. I am in love with every one of them.

“Thought you might need this.” David grins as he stretches the cup out to me. Pushing myself into a sitting position I grab the coffee from him.

I take a sip and sigh. “Thank you.”

“Come on, Cat.” Scarlett stands up and motions for me to get out of bed. “Daddy made breakfast, and it’s getting cold.”

“He did, did he?” I feel David watching me, tingles fall wherever his gaze touches. I go to rest my cup on the nightstand, but David reaches his hand out and grabs it from me.

“Come on!” Scarlett yells, running from my room into the hallway. Emmy jumps over me effortlessly and follows close behind.

Getting out of bed I stand up only to have David slip his arm around my waist and pull me against him. “How did you sleep?” He asks, right before he leans down and gently presses his lips against mine. And his lips linger.

How can a kiss that’s so gentle have me weak in the knees?

“Honestly?” My heart pounds and my fingers run mindlessly over the collar of his t-shirt. His breath hitches, and my fingers still. When I glance up, he’s watching me intently. “Not good at all. Tossed and turned all night,” I say gruffly.

“Good,” he says happily, a wide smile crossing his face, and he murmurs. “Me too.”

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