Spark by S.L. Scott

Author:S.L. Scott [Scott, S.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781940071664
Publisher: S.L. Scott
Published: 2018-02-20T06:00:00+00:00

18

Jet

How’d I go from trying to keep my distance to being in a relationship?

She called my house “home” on the phone. I know it was a slip on her part, but damn if it didn’t make me wish that it was more for her.

Thinking back to our talk before she fell asleep, I pray that yes she gave me wasn’t a dream. I may not have planned for this, but I don’t regret telling her how I feel. I never saw Hannah Nichols coming, but now that she’s here, I’m not ready to let her go.

I’m curious how she’ll feel when the sun rises. With her sleeping soundly next to me, I’m not anxious for the day to invade.

Alfie needs to be up soon, so I decide to let her sleep in. I’m going off two hours of sleep from the plane ride home, but I want to see him. I carefully get out of bed so I don’t wake her and get dressed by plucking clothes off the floor and sneaking out the door, closing it behind me.

First priority—coffee. I start the pot and pull on a shirt and jeans before going into Alfie’s room. Kneeling, I rub his arm to wake him. “Hey buddy, it’s time to get up.”

He yawns and then opens his eyes. The smile is instant, and he throws his arms around my neck. “You’re home.”

“I’m home. Missed you.”

“Missed you.”

“You hungry?”

He nods, and we make our way to the kitchen. “Hannah’s sleeping, so it’s just you and me this morning. Eggs?”

“Waffles. Hannah let me choose any flavor I wanted.” I check the freezer and see a box of frozen waffles.

“Chocolate chip. Good choice.” I pop two in the toaster. “Go get dressed and they’ll be ready when you are.”

He runs off, and I pour a cup of coffee just as I hear Hannah speaking to him in the hall. “Whoa! Slow down, Alfie.”

I pull another mug from the cabinet and fill it, though I leave enough room for the creamer she likes to add. When she comes around the corner, a smile I’ve only seen in private is on full display. “Good morning,” I say, pulling her close by a belt loop.

Glancing over her shoulder and then back at me, she whispers, “Good morning.” I go in for a kiss, but she stops me. “We can’t. We’ll talk after Alfie is at school.”

“What are you going to talk about when I’m in school?” Alfie asks, coming in just as the waffles pop up.

“Nothing,” she replies quickly, stepping out of his way when he rushes back in for breakfast.

She shakes her head at me, but she’s not mad. That little smile she’s trying so hard to hide behind the mug comes with music to my ears in the form of a giggle. Alfie is eyeing her while he eats his waffle, but then sets it down. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing.”

When we reply in unison and a little too guiltily by how quick we both answer, he squints his eyes and looks at us.

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