Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 18426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
“Is everything alright, baby?” She is all snuggled in like a puppy.
“Yeah, why?” She asks, still not moving. I love her like this. When she is in my arms it is like she is dependent on me and I want that more than anything.
“You can tell me anything, Julep. There is nothing I can’t or won’t try like hell to fix for you.” She tenses immediately and I know I have lost her. She begins wiggling, waking up a napping beast but she is trying to get up and it is missing me off.
“I just need to go to the bathroom.” She says, smiling lightly. I know she is trying to create distance again, but I can’t do anything about it right now. It is already four in the afternoon and the delivery will be here any second.
I help her lift herself off my cock, both of us groaning. “I have to go into the store, for a little bit. Do you want to go out for dinner?”
“Lourdes made dinner for us.” With that she walks into the bathroom leaving standing there with my hand on the door. I am going to figure it out, baby. I promise.
Chapter Eleven
Julep
The ache between my legs is real as I make my way into the lawyers office. “Hello. Do you have an appointment?” Smiling, I nod at the old lady behind the desk.
“Yes. My name is Julep Hu-um Constantine. I have an appointment.” I almost slipped and gave them my married last name. I am hoping by not connecting myself to him, this meeting will stay between us.
“Oh yes. He is ready for you. You can go right back to his office.” I follow his finger and walk into the office to the right. A handsome gentleman stands when I walk into the room.
“Miss Constantine, I presume. Hello. I am Greyson Picard. Please have a seat.” He gestures towards the chair. I sit and instantly my hands begin to fidget in my lap. Silently I chastise myself. I have to act maturely if I want to be taken seriously. “Tell me what brings you here, Miss.”
“Please call me Julep. I want to know how I can go about getting custody of my little sister.”
“Where is your sister? Is she with a biological parent?”
“No. We were both in foster care until I aged out.” It is not a complete lie. As of tomorrow I will no longer be eligible for the system. “She is in a group home now and I would like to get custody of her.” He looks at me before blowing out a breath.
“It is not going to be easy. Do you have a job? A permanent place of residence?”
“I mean I do but it won’t be for much longer. The person I am staying with doesn’t like strange kids, so I will have to move.” I know he wants to ask me more questions but he doesn’t. Thank goodness I removed my rings before coming over here.
“I see. Are you sure about that? I mean I know everyone here and I can’t see someone in this town not helping when they can.” Panic rises up in my gut. I try to swallow a couple of times because now I am starting to think this was a mistake. How could I have underestimated the amount of gossip in this small town?
“You know what it's fine. I think I made a mistake. I will just be going now.” grabbing my hat and scarf, I get up so fast I almost hit him in the head, missing that he is now standing in front of me.
“My apologies, Miss Constantine. I didn’t mean to upset you. I was simply shocked. Please have a seat. I can help you…”
“No, it's fine. It's my mistake. Sorry to take up so much of your time.” I hightail it out of there and out the front door. My head is down trying to hide the tears. Not paying attention I bump into someone and look up.
“Oh Julep are you alright?” Sadie asks, her husband Jasper right beside her. Wiping my eyes I try to play it off.
“Oh yes I am fine. Just got a cold. Gotta go home and start dinner. Goodnight.” I know she has to be looking at me like I am crazy while I walk away from her but this is overwhelming. I am between a rock and a hard place and the longer I think about it the only solution is to leave. In this small town that I actually love if I could make this my home but I can't and as such living here is like living in a fishbowl. Yes I have to leave.
Walking into the house I can’t stop the slow flow of tears coming down my face. Is it crazy that I have fallen in love with this life I let myself burrow into even though I knew it couldn’t last? Hell I am in love with my husband and it is breaking my heart.