Deserving Love by Myers K.L

Author:Myers, K.L.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K.L. Myers Publishing
Published: 2019-03-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

BETHANY

I hold Peanut’s hand as we walk down the hall toward one of the examining rooms. Peanut stops to bend down and pick up his toy car that he dropped. I stop in front of Lillian's office while I wait for him to retrieve his car and take my hand once again. The door is open, but I don’t bother to look inside. Peanut stands up clutching his car in one hand and reaches for my other. I start to move but stop immediately when my son yells.

“Angelwhoa!” Peanut releases my hand and runs into Lillian's office.

My stomach tosses and turns, threatening to expel my freshly-eaten lunch. Why on earth is he here? I ask myself. I’ve done so well over the last month pushing him from my mind and trying to force him out of my heart. Just when I think I’m finally ready to move on, he shows up. Why is God punishing me?

“Bethany.” Angelo calls my name as he stands. Christ, he looks good. I had forgotten how sexy he is in his tight T-shirt and ass-hugging jeans. He bends down and lifts Peanut into his arms. “How have you been, little man?” he asks, and Peanut is more than happy to fill him in on everything he has been doing since we left New York several weeks ago. I remember the day to a tee. Anthony Rizzuto had shown up at Lillian’s and told us that we were safe to return home. But he had suggested that it wouldn’t hurt to enlist a permanent security team since we were now officially known as friends to the Rizzuto crime family, and that everyone, including those who dislike the family, knew that Angelo Rizzuto had a thing for Bethany Eastwick and her kid. I remember thinking, How much of a thing could Angelo have for Peanut and me if he won’t have anything to do with us?

When Peanut is finished telling Angelo everything, he focuses his full attention on me. Angelo’s eyes burn with desire in them. I know, because this is exactly how I’m sure my eyes look to him. I still want him—no, I still crave him. I want to know what it feels like to have him hold me all night long. To have his lips press against mine with the passion of a man dying to breathe his last breath.

Angelo’s eyes become sad when he asks how I’ve been. It’s apparent that his turning away from us hurt him as much as it hurt me.

“We’ve been fine, Angelo, and you?” I reply with a half-hearted smile on my face.

“Good.”

One word, that’s the only response I get to my question. What an idiot. I give him an opportunity to apologize for the way things went down. A way for him to tell me that he was wrong, because I know deep down in my heart that is exactly what he wants. But he responds with one single word. Well, if this is how this is going to go, I’ve got better things to do with my time.

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