Promises, Love and Baby by Jessica Wood

Author:Jessica Wood [Wood, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Jessica Wood
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTE

R NINE

Chloe

“Do you have to work late again, babe?” I asked as I absent-mindedly rifled through a rack of maternity sundresses.

“Yeah, but not too late,” Jackson reassured me on the other end of the line, “I’ll be home around eight.”

“Okay, that’s not too bad,” I agreed. “Should I wait for you for dinner then?”

“No, I don’t want to make you wait, especially now that you’re eating for two.”

“Okay. Don’t work too hard. I’ll see you tonight.”

“Bye, baby. Thanks for putting up with my busy work schedule lately. I can’t wait for our babymoon next week. I’ll be all yours then.”

I smiled at the thought. “I can’t wait.”

I put away my phone and went to the cash register with the sundress I picked out for the trip next week. After paying, I pulled out the packing checklist I’d made for us for the trip. It reminded me that I needed to pick up Jackson’s dry cleaning. He had to fly to Milan for business at the tail end of the trip, so I needed to pack some of his dress shirt and suits.

On my way to the dry cleaners, I got lost in my thoughts, reflecting on everything that’d happened in the past several weeks. I knew this getaway was exactly what we needed as a family.

Ever since Jackson’s father showed up at our door a few weeks ago, unannounced and very much alive, things had been hard for Jackson. I could tell he was struggling with his emotions. He didn’t want to talk about it, but I could tell there was a part of him that did want to reconnect with his father, to try to build that strong father-son bond that’d been missing for most of his life. But he hadn’t forgiven his father for everything he’d done. And knowing the extent his father had gone to fake his death in order to escape the consequences of his actions, I was sure that it made it harder for Jackson to trust him.

So to avoid these thoughts and emotions, Jackson’s been consuming himself with work, welcoming the new, big project that required him to put in long hours each day.

I knew he needed time to figure out what kind of relationship he wanted to have with his father. So I busied myself with the preparations for the trip and gave Jackson the space he needed.

I pulled up in front of the dry cleaners and walked in with the claim ticket. As I waited for them to find my dry cleaning in the back, I heard another customer come in from behind me. I stepped aside, letting the person take my place in front of the empty pick-up queue.

“Oh my God, Chloe? Is that you?”

Before I turned around to see who it was, I knew that voice sounded familiar from somewhere. But when I saw who it was, it was the last person I’d wanted to see standing in front of me.

It was Amber.

“Hey,” I said curtly.

She flashed me a wide, toothy smile, exposing her pearly whites.

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