So adorable.
I was lost in my own thoughts and didn’t notice the brief flicker of tension that crossed the little dumpling’s cherubic face.
That evening…
“…And so the little fox and his mommy lived happily ever after.”
After finishing the story, I looked down at the sleeping Ethan and quietly set the book
aside.
Just then… my phone started ringing loudly.
I nearly dropped it in shock and quickly hung up.
Hearing Ethan’s steady, even breathing, I breathed a sigh of relief. I tiptoed out of the room and only called back once I was far enough away that he wouldn’t hear.
♡ A
“Amber Wilson, how dare you hang up on me!” the woman on the other end shouted indignantly.
“I was putting my son to bed. And it’s my wedding night, for crying out loud. Why are you calling so late?” I said, exasperated.
“Oh please, everyone knows your husband isn’t even home. He went straight to the office after the ceremony.”
“Wait, what did you just say? Son? Since when do you have a son?” she exclaimed in shock.
I frowned slightly. “My husband’s son. But he’s my son now too.“”
It made sense that she didn’t know. I only found out myself when I was told I’d be marrying Nathan.
Nathan had kept the child’s existence very private.
But now the news about the boy was public.
“And keep your voice down, will you?”
“I thought you hated kids. I know you’re all alone on your wedding night, so I called to cheer you up,” Sarah said brazenly.
How was I supposed to know the little dumpling would be so adorable?
I thought that to myself, but didn’t say it out loud.
“What’s up?” I asked instead.
“You have to come to the class reunion this Saturday. That little goody two–shoes is going to be there too. Remember – you better look smoking hot and put her in her placel”
I could tell from her tone how angry Sarah web. Her expression was probably just as ugly
I couldn’t help but laugh: “Come on, it’s been cars. Ive forgotten all about that stuffy
