Becoming Us by Becca Seymour

Author:Becca Seymour [Seymour, Becca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781925853926
Publisher: Rainbow Tree Publishing
Published: 2019-11-23T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Davis

Despite tiredness from a late night battling for control, I felt refreshed and couldn’t keep the smirk from my face as we drove home. We hadn’t fallen asleep until well past three this morning. I’d woken at five-ish wanting more of Scott’s heat, and we’d only caught snippets of sleep after that.

A loud yawn from Scott had my own escaping.

I glanced over. The smile he sported looked all levels of incredible on him. In our time together, I wasn’t quite sure I’d ever seen him appear so relaxed. The thought pinched my heart.

“You doing okay over there?”

Scott nodded and made eye contact. “Yeah. Great, in fact.” A quick check of the time on his phone had him saying, “Should be back soon. An afternoon in bed sounds great.”

My stomach dipped. We needed to pick up Libby. That meant there was no chance of afternoon naps. “Jenna’s expecting us as soon as we get into town.” I focused on the road ahead. “You want me to drop you off first?”

“No, I’ll come with.”

“Okay.” My nod was stiff. After a carefree night, the reality of Scott having responsibilities he perhaps never asked for niggled at me. He loved Libby. I was as certain about that as my next breath. But seeing him so free last night and the reality of our life back in the real world had my heart beating erratically and my head spinning.

“What’s wrong?” Concern filled Scott’s voice.

I remained quiet for a few beats, trying to get my thoughts together. With a heavy sigh and still none the wiser, I shrugged. “Nothing. Ignore me. Just tired I guess.” The lie tasted bitter, but there was no chance I could talk anything out or cut through my usual no-bullshit rule when I wasn’t a hundred percent sure what my problem was. The niggling doubt of wondering if he was as truly happy as he could be confused the hell out of me. All I was sure of was that my heart felt heavy and something didn’t sit right in my gut. Was Scott truly happy?

The relaxed, carefree version of Scott I’d witnessed last night was as wonderful as it was confusing.

Am I holding him back? That thought scratched at my brain, planting an obnoxious seed where I was sure it didn’t belong.

All this from the simple knowledge that having a child meant they were priority and naps went out the window.

I seriously wanted to sucker punch myself.

I was not making any sense.

Determined to shove my confusion aside till I could get my head straight, I gave a chin lift toward the sign up ahead. “You want to grab food?”

We were about an hour out, but this morning I hadn’t been able to handle anything beyond a black coffee.

“Yeah, sounds good.” Scott’s hand appeared at the back of my neck, and he gave a gentle squeeze. I risked a glance and hated seeing the deep crease between his brows. I got it. I was as clueless as he was.

I signaled to pull off and quickly found a spot in the parking lot.

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