I didn’t wait for my kids to say anything.
I prowled to my bike, something that I hadn’t ridden in a while, climbed on, started it up, and roared down the driveway.
***
I watched as Lila moved across the restaurant, and that was when I noticed the man at her back.
The man who had his hand on her lower back.
I ground my teeth together so hard that I felt a molar chip.
Fucking. Hell.
I sat there as I watched her sit down, then he took the seat across from her.
And when she smiled at him, it took everything I had in me not to flip this table over and storm across the restaurant.
Those were my smiles, goddamnit.
It was high time I got off my ass and did something about it.
Therefore... I planned.
Meanwhile...
Squirrel Text Thread
Cole – What are we going to do?
Madalyn – I don’t know, but we have to do something.
Cole – She’s going to walk away.
Madalyn –*gasp*How do you know that?
Cole – Heard her talking to Everly.
Madalyn – Crap.
Madalyn – Okay, what do you think we should do?
Cole – Talk to Dad?
Madalyn – We have to, because I view her as my mom.
Cole – Same.
Bronson
“Dad, you got a minute?” Cole asked as he entered the gym, I had set up in the basement followed by Madalyn.
I looked at them, took in the looks on their faces, and nodded.
They both walked over to me, where I was on the bench press.
“It’s about Lila,” Cole shared.
Madalyn opened her mouth, but I brought up my hand and halted her.
