Page 175 of Make Me Trust Again
“Yes!” Miguel fist pumps and turns around, pointing his finger at Rebecca, who’s chuckling softly. “That’s what I’m talking about, baby. I still got it.”
“Still acting like a teenager, too,” Rebecca teases, but he’s not the least bit fazed as he winks at her.
“But you still love me.”
Rebecca shakes her head. “That I do.”
The guy behind the stand glances at her. “Lady wants to pick out the toy?”
Miguel points at a stuffed animal. “We’ll have that one.”
The guy’s brows quirk up in surprise. I can’t say I blame him; it’s probably the ugliest one of them all, to the point I’m not even sure what it’s supposed to be exactly. A monster of some kind? It’s a weird green color and has only one eye.
“Thank you.” Rebecca extends her hands for her present, but Miguel hides it behind his back. “What about my prize?”
She rolls her eyes at him, but her fingers curl around his shirt and tug him closer. I avert my gaze just as their lips meet, mygaze shifting to my boys, who are currently the ones shooting baskets. Kyle is watching Chase intently as the ball falls through the net, bouncing on the balls of his feet. He tugs at Chase’s arm and signs something to him. Chase nods, taking a step back so Kyle can slip in front of him.
Chase is so patient as he explains to Kyle what to do, his hands covering Kyle’s as they lift the ball together and shoot, the ball slipping easily through the hoop.
“Rose?”
The hair at my nape rises at the sound of my name.
Shit.
I bite the inside of my cheek.
Maybe I heard wrong? Or there could be another Rose. Yes, tha?—
“Eva said she thought she saw you, but I told her I’d have known because you’d have let me know.”
So much for my luck.
Slowly, I turn around. “Hey, Mom.”
CHAPTER FORTY
CHASE
“Which one do you want?”
Kyle tilts his head to the side as he eyes the stuffed animals the clerk pointed out that he can choose from, before turning to me, a trace of uncertainty on his face.“I want to get one for Mom.”
“You sure, buddy? She won’t mind you getting one for yourself.”
Kyle nods decisively.“I’m sure.”
“Okay then. Which one do you want to pick for her?”
Kyle turns his attention to the row of stuffed animals, squinting slightly at the offerings. I shift a little as I wait, burning tingles running down through my lower back and leg. Shadow sits next to me, her body brushing against mine in silent support.
“That one.” Kyle points at the prizes. I look up just as the clerk pulls out the stuffed dog from the shelf.
“Good choice.” The man nods, handing him the dog. “She’ll love it.”
Kyle grins at the man. “It’s like Shadow and Teddy. Now Mom has her own dog.”
At the sound of her name, Shadow comes to his side, nuzzling into his palm.
