Jackie sat back down in her chair and let out a whoosh of air. Even with her fuck ups with Greg, she wasn’t sure she had been called out. And oddly enough, she didn’t like it. She ran her hands over her face and turned her chair around, looking at the pictures on her wall. She had one with the kids that she loved and it always made her smile; this time wasn’t any different. She knew she was in the wrong, creating problems that weren’t really there based on past experiences.   And at every turn, Bobby had shown her just how great and amazing he was. She had to face him, had to own up to her stupidness, no matter how hard this would be or how much she didn’t want to. If they wanted a true and honest chance at a relationship, she had to kick Greg out of her head and focus on Bobby, focus on how he made her feel, focus on the good, and forget the bad. Greg had ruined their marriage and because of the feelings he brought forth from her, he ruined chances at other rel

“Any plans this weekend?” Jackie crossed her arms and looked at Greg, lifting a brow. She knew exactly what he was asking but she wasn’t going to give it to him. “Clean my house and work. I’m not like you, Greg; I don’t need to be screwing all the time.” Greg rolled his eyes but he couldn’t come back with anything as the kids came bouncing down the stairs and launched themselves at him. It broke her heart to see how much they loved their dad and yet he made no real effort to be with them. Weekends like this were always so bittersweet for her, she loved that he did take them but it killed her when he brought them back upset. She hugged each one and gave them kisses. “Please be good for your dad. Have fun guys and I’ll see you Sunday at the bar.” She stood against the doorway until his car was out of sight. She let out a breath as she closed the door and went upstairs to get ready for work. She was excited to have Bobby over, but she just couldn’t trust her ex here and som

“Are you sure you don’t want to stay?” Jackie asked as she watched him grab his bag once they got back to her place. He didn’t want to leave, but he was more than unsettled and he needed to think. The time with the kids had been great, he did enjoy them, he really did, but Dylan’s comment really left him a little flustered.    “Yeah, I don’t want to intrude on your time with them, you know that.” He paused as he looked at her; that was the truth too. He didn’t want to take away from those kids, and they just had a shit blow handed to them earlier in the day. Right now, they needed the comfort of their mom and not a stranger, even if they were comfortable with him. “That’s rather admirable of you,” she teased him and he smiled. “I’ll call you later,” she said and he nodded. “I’m looking forward to it.” He gave her a kiss along with a wink before he walked out, the kids fast asleep. He climbed on his bike and waved at her as she stood

He watched her, watched as she cleaned up her area, watched as she leaned over to talk to Justin and placed her hand on his arm, and he watched as she walked over to a table and sat down with the guy, full of smiles. He hated it and he was fighting hard not to scream or punch someone. And he knew, fucking hell did he know, this was on his head. She wasn’t dumb; she could probably have sensed he was pulling away, even if it wasn’t bad or a lot, and even if he didn’t mean to. Because he really wasn’t, he just needed a moment to clear his head, to work things through, not end what they had.    He tapped his fingers on the bar as he watched them. He knew he wasn’t being rational, but then he had watched her all night, and with all the flirting, the smiles she gave out, and all the men checking her out, he was past rational. Just because he called her girlfriend didn’t mean he had the right to own her, he knew that. But hell, he was struggling watching her be th

Jackie sat down on the bench at the park, her head tipped back to enjoy the sun. It was a wonderful afternoon and she almost didn’t want to go to work tonight. In fact, she wished she had brought the kids to the park rather than come alone to meet him, but Greg had messaged her and asked to talk, just like he said he would at the ice cream place. Against her better judgment, of course, she agreed to do it. She was hoping he was coming to apologize about his behavior with his kids, although she knew that was wishful thinking on her part. Her eyes scanned the clouds, smiling as she picked out random shapes. She remembered when she would do that when the kids were younger and how they always laughed with glee. She shook her head to clear it and turned as she heard the approaching footsteps. Greg walked up to her, smiling slightly. “Hey, Jackie.” He sat down on the picnic table next to her and she lifted a brow. “Hey, Greg.” “Remember when Sam was just a few years old and we would com