MIATHE COPS MIGHT HAVE RETURNED MY CRUSHED BEYOND REPAIR PHONE. PROBABLY ASKED ME IF I NEEDED ANY ASSISTANCE BUT what I needed so bad was to run away.Then Alessandro had caught up to me in the parking lot and no matter how hard I tried running he caught up to me but the most heartbreaking thing of the day was the way he looked at me, the way he said what he said, how happy he was when I told him he wasn’t the father.And that moment right there I wanted to tell him he was the father instead, to watch his reaction as he realized well surprise surprise we were having a fucking baby.The tears I had shed when I got into my car were so bitter, I felt like I was drowning in a pit of lemon sours.It hurt in my chest, it hurt in my muscles and it hurt that no matter the time and distance, Alessandro Petrakis was in my heart.Taking the elevator to my apartment had been so difficult, I had to lean against the walls taking short breaths to even out the melancholy circulating my body the way

MIA“I’VE BEEN CALLING YOU SINCE FOREVER, Chen said everything is alright but he is Chen he’ll say just about anything to cover for you. What’s going on Mia? Do I need to take the first flight back home because I cannot risk anything happening to you or my baby niece or nephew”Elise rambled on and on, I was practically biting my nails torn between telling her the truth and not telling her.“Um I lost my phone, so sorry for not calling you. How’s Singapore?”“Everything okay?”No. fuck no.“Y-yeah I’m in tip top shape Lise, don’t worry about me”“Okay so about Singapore, I think I might stay here for a while. I don’t want to bore you with the tiresome details of what’s going on here but the bottom line is, everything’s a mess. See you in a week two and hey, take good care of yourself”“If anyone can fix the mess there it’s you. Take all the time you need; your nephew and I will be on my couch waiting for you”She laughed and with a few jokes here and there she hung up.Whatever anxiet

MIAIF YOU WOULD HAVE TOLD ME this was the welcome reception, I was getting maybe I would have stayed home instead of entertaining the absurdity that was living with a man who had warmed his way back to my heart with a simple gesture.“I’m sorry”“And?”“You are not a bitch”The kid lamented; I ruffled his hair cheekily taking a seat on the white sheet covered bed.“And you are not a bad kid, Jace. Does that mean we can be friends?”Jace scooted even further near me, his tiny hand resting on my tummy.“Only if he’ll be my friend too”, he quipped, I chuckled.“Of course, but you gotta promise me something”“Anything!” he grinned jumping on the bed with his knee length brown cargo shorts and a spiderman themed t-shirt.“You won’t be like your uncles. No bad words and no swearing like a sailor. Do you promise?”“I promise, Aunt Mia!” he squealed and I hugged him just because.This kid was a survivor too. His parents were gone but he was still mellow and living life like how a normal kid

MIA“SAY SOMETHING, ANYTHING”He’d freaked out the minute we stepped into the parking lot and even when we got inside his car the situation hadn’t changed.“I don’t- “The ringing of his phone from the dashboard cut him short and he picked it up faster than I had ever seen him. To avoid the conversation and mostly to avoid the news.I was the one who should have been shocked anyway.I was the woman who was going to push three of his babies out of me and that…would hurt like a fucking bitch.“Situation? What do you mean one of them got fucking shot? They are bloody rookies they should have had someone looking after them. Ooh, right.I’m not going to grovel at the kid, Holy. He made a mistake, granted I shouldn’t have fired him but he needed a time out to cool off. Yeah, call him in, loop him in on the situation and get him on the field. Well, he’s re-hired damn it!”And when he had thrown his phone somewhere in the back seat like soggy spaghetti he didn’t like, I was still there locked

MIAI HAD BURNT A LOT OF BRIDGES with him by leaving him but he was here, he was asking how I felt, he was massaging my feet, he was listening, he was acting jealous even if he would have rather died than admitted that and name any woman who would have resisted that.I hadn’t had him for too long and something in my mind and heart—like a kill switch just snapped and I went in for the big prize.A shudder racked my whole body when our lips connected.Sparks might have buzzed and scintillated between us as I took more of his scent, as my fingers found his terse jaw and as uncomfortable as it was I had to move and so I moved.Onto his lap, dry humping against his crotch like a wanton.And maybe I was a wanton woman for wanting him to do dirty things to me a few feet away from the kitchen counter where I had caught Lucy and Blaze going at it like cats on heat.But that’s the thing, I didn’t care.I wanted him.I loved him.He smelled so nice, he looked nice.All muscle and brawn, all hand