CASSANDRA BATES
THREE WEEKS OF INCONSISTENT NAGGING.
I was so mad at him, I wanted to kick him in the shins for everything. But hurting him was hurting myself too and I wasn’t prepared for that.
The first week Kade had made it clear no woman of his was staying in a walk-in closet carrying his kid and so he’d rented a luxurious penthouse for me.
I took it under the one condition I would be paying rent monthly. That was my first mistake, assuming he would even take my money after the lustful and apologetic look he gave me when he left me in my new apartment.
The second week was even more stressful. With him showing up at my apartment door with breakfast and baby necessities I didn’t require yet.
The third week…
Icarus woke up and I had been beyond thrilled knowing I hadn’t somewhat killed him. I visited him everyday and everyday Kade Hawkins was there, waiting for me with a grin and donuts and healthy drinks I hadn’t asked for and I rejected them.
