Not What I Expected by Jewel E. Ann

Author:Jewel E. Ann [Ann, Jewel E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-05T16:00:00+00:00

“Shoot. It’s Bella wondering where I’m at.”

He narrowed his eyes at the screen. “Tell her the truth.”

“You idiot. I’m not telling her the truth.”

“She didn’t ask for your location. She asked if you’re okay. Say, ‘yes,’ and tell her you’re on your way home.”

“And when I get home?”

“Tell her it’s the holidays, and holidays are filled with surprises.”

I grunted a laugh. “And later when she wonders about the surprise?”

“Oh, Mrs. Smith. I’m afraid you think your kids are more interested in your daily activities than what they really are. She’s eighteen not eight. By the time you get home, she will have forgotten that she was even worried about you for a brief moment.”

I texted her saying I was on my way home, but I shook my head while doing it. “My husband died in a car accident on a snowy night in December. Her concern is not that fleeting.”

“I’m sorry.”

After starting my Tahoe, I glanced at him and found a smile that didn’t scream “I killed my husband, and the least I could do is be a goose. But I’m not a goose. I’m a fucking duck!”

“It’s life.” I lifted a shoulder.

“I don’t mean for this to sound like anything but a sincere compliment. But you moving on enough to allow yourself…” his eyes shifted to the backseat for a quick second “…this. It says a lot about your strength to persevere.”

Yes. I was amazing. A true saint. The world’s best wife and mother. I deserved some sort of award. “That’s kind of you to say. And maybe a little biased since you’ve been the recipient of my strength and perseverance.”

“It’s not a bad gig.”

“Thirty. Single. Living life on the fly. Having sex with whomever whenever it suits you. Yeah … not a bad gig. Now go make soup for your dad.” I reached for the door handle, forcing him to take a step backward.

“Better bring your A-game tomorrow. I have some killer Black Friday specials going on.” He smirked.

“Santa Claus comes to Smith’s on Black Friday. Photographer. Free candy. Prize drawings. If I were you, I’d take the day off, so you and your staff don’t get bored.”

“Game on.” He winked and shut my door.

As I put my Tahoe into reverse, he knocked on my window.

“Yes?” I rolled down the window.

“Milk, Mrs. Smith. Don’t forget you left for milk.” He strode to his truck to get my milk.

That was close …

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