Page 150 of Make Me Trust Again
My ears are buzzing as her words echo in my brain. He asked her?Herof all people?
She flips her hair over her shoulder, her nose furrowing. “You’ll need to start doing that on your own. I’m not going to be driving your kid around. I have my hands full with my own.”
“Nobody asked you to,” I bite out, unable to hold back my annoyance. “It was John’s weekend with Kyle. He was supposed to bring him back, not you.”
“Well, he had things he needed to take care of.”
Yes, I’m sure he did.
“I don’t care. Kyle is his son. There is no reason for you to be around when he is at his dad’s.”
My gaze darts to my son who’s walking toward me, his gaze lowered as he tugs at the strap of his backpack.
“Oh, he didn’t tell you?”
The hair at my nape rises at her saccharine sweet tone. I shift my gaze to her to find her blinking innocently at me, waiting for me to ask. To tell her that no, John didn’t tell me shit, but I’m not about to do it.
“The only connection between John and me is our son.”
The vein in her forehead twitches in irritation, but she schools her features and plasters that smug grin on her mouth. “Trust me, this is something you’ll want to know.” Without giving me a chance to protest, she lifts her hand and wiggles her fingers. “We’re engaged.”
The sun falls on the stone on her finger.
My ring.
The same one I left on the bedroom nightstand when I walked out of our home back in November.
I just stare at it. In my periphery, I can see her mouth move, her words a distant echo.
“We actually just moved in with him this weekend. So we’ll be seeing each other more, and this little arrangement of yours…” She wiggles her fingers in my direction. “Will need to be reconsidered.”
Finally, Kyle looks up, and I can see the sorrow so deeply buried in his irises that it makes me want to strangle John and Lucy for doing this to him. He pets Shadow on the head and bends down to grab Teddy into his arms, squeezing him tightly to his chest.
“Nothing to say?”
Gritting my teeth, I glare at her, but a steady hand falls to the small of my back, making a shudder run down my spine.
“You can get the hell off my property; you’re not welcome here,” Chase mutters, his voice icy cold.
I watch as Lucy’s eyes widen in shock. Shadow must have heard Chase’s warning because she turns to her, flashing her teeth; that makes her jump slightly.
“Call off that beast.”
“You have sixty seconds.”
Lucy’s mouth opens, but no words come out. She presses them together, and points her finger at me. “This isn’t done.”
No, I didn’t think it was, but she’s the least of my worries. I catch Kyle’s gaze and sign.Hey, buddy. How you doing?
Fine.
He’s far from fine, but I don’t try to contradict him. Instead, I go to him, he walks to me, and slips his arm around my waist, squishing Teddy between us—the dog wiggles, licking his face.
The door of the car slams closed, and the gravel groans in protest as she reverses before hitting the gas and getting out of here.
Thank God.
I pull back and smooth his hair out of his face.You hungry? I can make us some chocolate chip cookies.
