Restored Dreams: more romance for the over 40 (#sexysilverfoxes) by L.B. Dunbar

Author:L.B. Dunbar [Dunbar, L.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: L.B. Dunbar Writes, Ltd.
Published: 2018-08-17T23:00:00+00:00

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I only last until Monday morning before I break. I don’t have Lily’s number. We never exchanged them for the 739 code, and I don’t want to call the bakery. I need to see her in person. I know the shop opens at seven, so I’m there fifteen minutes later. A sweet bell trills over the door, announcing my entrance like an old-fashioned, small town bakery. However, it appears, I’m not the first customer.

I freeze as I see Lily embracing a young man in a leather jacket. She pulls back without looking up at me, cupping his face and looking him right in the face.

“I love you. We’ll work this out.”

Further stunned by her words, I speak. “What the fuck is this?”

Turning in Lily’s arms is my son. My goddamn kid. His arms wrap around the waist of Lily. Her hand still presses one of his cheeks.

“Are you fucking my son?” It’s a totally irrational question, and Chopper spins out of Lily’s arms, placing his body in front of hers in a protective stance. He’s clearly familiar with her.

“How dare you?” Lily hisses.

“Dad,” Chopper growls. “That is just so wrong. She’s my aunt.”

The label lingers between us. Yes, Lily is his aunt. That’s right. His mother is Lily’s sister. Of course, he isn’t fucking her. My brain takes a moment to register the impossibility of Chopper and Lily together, but then a new question arises.

“How the hell do you—”

“Who the hell are you?” A short, cappuccino-toned woman with wild curls to her chin rounds past Lily and Chopper. Holding up two cake knives, she crosses them in front of her as though she’s placing a hex on me.

Ignoring her, I address my son. “And what the hell are you doing here?” Before Chopper answers me, Lily steps forward, placing herself between my son and her feisty worker.

“Brut, I think you need to leave.” Her soft tone nearly brings me to my knees. We have so much to discuss, like how long she has known my son and when will I see her again. My heart races inside my chest, but I’m not getting anywhere near Lily with ninja-bakery girl and my kid behind her.

“We need to talk,” I say, a plea in my voice.

“We will, but not now.” Lily looks down at her hands, wringing them. I’ve never seen her so nervous. I don’t feel settled by her words, but I know when I’ve been dismissed. I turn for the door, slamming it open with my palm and hearing it rock back on the metal behind me.

Fuck. What the hell is going on?

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