Cry For You_A Second Chance Romance
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It doesn’t make me feel any less insecure when he’s having dinner with his family, including the woman who is still very much his wife. It’s been a few weeks, and he hasn’t mentioned filing for divorce again. A few times when he’s been here, he’s had to leave early because Bree has called, saying Jackson wanted to see him. It’s good he’s attentive and caring for his son and his feelings, but still, he’s not just going home to him.
He’s going home to what seems like his other family. His real one. Not the one that very well could be temporary, no matter how much he reassures me that he’s with me, and he doesn’t want to be anywhere else. Saying that, though, and seeing it when he’s split between two different homes, it’s harder to believe.
I’m trying not to let the insecurities and doubts of the past sneak in to ruin this. I’m worthy of a second chance. I’m strong enough to see this through as the secure woman I professed to be to Shay. Now, all I need to do is keep reminding myself of this every day.
“Jackson didn’t want to play with me today.”
“What? Why not?” My brows pull together as my thoughts scatter, and I focus on Jacob.
“I don’t know.” He shrugs. “I was telling him about all the fun we were having with Landon, and that he taught me to do a wheelie, and I was going to the father-son game with them. He said he didn’t want to play ball anymore. He went to play with Andre and the other kids.”
I place my hand on his. “Why didn’t you go, too?”
“He didn’t ask. I played tag with Aisha and her friends. When we went back inside, he didn’t want to talk much.”
“You know, sometimes it’s good to play with your other friends, too. Doesn’t mean anything that for one day you didn’t spend all your time with Jackson. Tomorrow’ll be different. Okay?”
He looks at me a minute. “Okay. Good night, mom.”
“Good night.” I kiss him, fixing his sheet around him.
I’m sure this is a case of spending too much time together. Even little kids get burnt out of playing with each other too much. I’m sure it’ll be fine...they’ll be best of friends again tomorrow. No need for me to mention it to Landon.
I curl up under my covers after checking all the locks, windows, and setting the alarm. I turn over when my phone buzzes with a heart emoji, putting a smile on my face.
Lacey: What are you doing?
Landon: Thinking about you on the job.
Lacey: That’s no good. Shouldn’t all your focus be on serving your customers? What would your partner say to this bad behavior?
Landon: If he thought it would get me some he would usher me out the door to the woman I ❤️.
Boy, he’s flirting dangerously close to saying those words I’m not sure I’m ready to say or hear. Still, doesn’t change the glow I feel from the thought of hearing those precious word from his lips.
Lacey: