Page 52 of Only For Him


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Me:

That you are. That you fucking are.

I press send and then pick up the game we played last night.

Me:

Favorite food of all time?

I take a sip of my coffee, waiting for her to answer.

480-502-7755:

Something that is edible or not? ;)

I chuckle as I look over at the couch and see the kids just lounging around.

Me:

You have to chew… and swallow.

480-502-7755:

Probably burgers, but I also love Italian food. You?

I’m about to answer her when she types back.

480-502-7755:

You have to chew and swallow it.

I shake my head as I type my answer.

Me:

Burgers are a great choice. But probably a good steak with a loaded potato.

“Dad,” I hear Vincent call my name and look up at him, “what’s for dinner?”

I laugh. “Buddy, we haven’t even eaten breakfast or lunch yet,” I tell him, putting my phone down.

“I know,” he says, “but I was wondering.”

“Not sure.” I turn and put my cup in the sink. “I’m going to go shower and then we can head out to the park,” I say and then rush up the stairs, the whole time wondering what it would be like if she was here.

twenty-four

Kylie

The elevator doors open and I step out, a canvas bag around my shoulder with the bouquet of flowers I just bought at the farmers market wrapped in brown paper in my arms. I pull out my keys and walk into the apartment.

Walking straight to the kitchen, I put everything down on the counter before heading over to the living room and grabbing a vase from one of the hutches I have there. I fill it with water and place the flowers in it when my phone rings from my bag. I leave the vase with the flowers in the sink, walking over and drying my hands on my pants before opening the bag and seeing Knox is calling me. Again.

I look down wondering if I should answer. It’s the second time he’s called me, and I avoided it the first time. I’m going back and forth on whether to answer him when my finger decides for me. “Hello.” I put the phone on speaker before walking over and grabbing a hand towel.

“Kylie,” he says my name.

“She’s not here right now,” I try not to laugh, “but I can take your name and number and she’ll get back to you.”