Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 60978 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60978 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
“That’s…” The words stuck in my throat. What was he to her now? To us?
My arm moved instinctively around Lily’s shoulders, drawing her closer to my side. I felt my body tensing, preparing for a confrontation I wasn’t emotionally equipped to handle after the day we’d had. The manila envelope clutched in my white-knuckled grip represented everything I’d fought for alone, every battle I’d waged without him.
Ash took a hesitant step forward, then another. His gaze never left mine, but I saw it flicker briefly to Lily, something painful crossing his features. Did he see the same changes I noticed every day, the way her face was losing its babyish roundness?
“Eliza,” he said, my name barely audible from where he stood. His voice sounded rougher than I remembered, as if he hadn’t used it much lately.
Lily looked between us, confusion evident in her small frown. She pressed herself against my side, sensing my tension. I pulled her even closer.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice coming out harder than I intended. The surprise of seeing him had pushed aside my exhaustion, adrenaline now coursing through me.
Ash took another step toward us, his movements slow and careful, like he was approaching a wild animal he thought might bolt. He wasn’t wrong. Why hadn’t I let Lana or Lavender come with me? Then I wouldn’t have to face Asher alone.
“CPS called me,” he said, stopping a few feet away. “Something about” -- his eyes drifted to Lily --”allegations. I didn’t know you’d been staying at Haven.”
“I didn’t know you were at Kiss of Death.”
“I wasn’t supposed to get out but after CPS called the prison and talked with me, the next thing I know, Knuckles came to visit and I left with a probation packet and Knuckles and Tiny.”
“And you came here? Now?” I asked, unable to keep the bitterness from my voice. “Now you show up?”
Asher flinched, his eyes dropping briefly before returning to meet mine. “I just got out two days ago. Knuckles sent someone to bring me to Kiss of Death and just told me today.”
“Must have looked up her birth certificate,” I muttered, my heart pounding in my chest. This was all kinds of bad. Not because Asher was a bad person. He just made horrible choices, and I knew I couldn’t have those kinds of bad decisions in my life with a young child to take care of.
The timing made a sick kind of sense. I’d been at Haven less than a month. While one part of the Kiss of Death MC had been helping us, another had been bringing Lily’s father back into our lives. The irony wasn’t lost on me.
“The second I got out, that lady lawyer, Ms. Thompson, called Knuckles and she spoke with me.”
Lily shifted against me, her small hand clutching the hem of my shirt. I glanced down to find her watching Ash with a mixture of wariness and curiosity.
“Lily,” Ash breathed, and the sound of her name in his voice sent a shock of complicated emotions through me. The love was still there, but it was tangled with hurt and anger I wasn’t prepared to unravel.
Ash took another step forward, and I noticed the slight tremor in his hands. Behind the hardened exterior prison had given him, I could still see traces of the man who had once promised to protect us both. The man who had run headlong to willingly put himself in a position to not protect us.
“Stay there,” I said quietly but firmly. I didn’t want him any closer until I understood why he was here, what CPS had told him, and what he wanted.
He stopped immediately, respecting the boundary. His eyes moved from me to Lily and back again, drinking in the sight of us as if he might never see us again. The desperation in his gaze made something inside me soften. Just a little.
“We should talk,” he said, his voice rough with emotion. “About everything.”
I nodded slowly, not trusting myself to speak. The medical files in my lap represented one battle finally nearing resolution. But Ash’s sudden reappearance promised another fight entirely, one I wasn’t sure I had the strength for.
The silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken accusations. I stood slowly, keeping Lily close to my side, the medical files clutched tightly in my free hand. Two years of single motherhood, of explaining to Lily why her father couldn’t come home, of handling every emergency room visit and tearful night alone, all compressed into this moment. The truth was, though I knew Ash cared about us, he always had another priority. The next big thing. I knew he loved Lily. Though we’d been together, Ash had never loved me, and I’d never loved him.
Ash remained where I’d told him to stop, his body unnaturally still, like he was afraid I’d send him away. Which I was seriously considering.