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My heart fluttered lightly at it. He remembered. I’d told him that I liked dark chocolates, and he remembered.
But that didn't mean anything, right?
I stared at the bouquet for a while before bringing the rose flower to my nose. It smelled heavenly.
Releasing a sigh, I plucked a single chocolate from the bouquet, unwrapped it, and threw it into my mouth.
The taste was a burst of excitement and pleasure on my tongue. I just knew it was a luxurious one… different from the ones I was used to.
After eating one in barely one minute, I plucked another. Then another and another until I was staring at five chocolate wrappers.
I furrowed my brows, staring at my stained fingers.
I always had a sweet tooth, but I’d never eaten so many chocolates in one sitting. Pregnancy cravings?
Shaking my head, I dragged myself from the bed to the bathroom.
In the shower, I couldn't help but think. What did I feel now? Aside from the little lightness, how did I feel now?
How did I feel about Ethan? How did I feel about the father of my child?
Honestly, I still had no answer to that. I just… didn't know. But maybe once I took a breath of fresh air at the park, I’d know.
I was halfway in dressing up when I heard a knock. I instantly knew who it was. It wasn't Dad.
My breath suddenly turned shaky as I yanked my jeans over my ass and threw on a T-shirt.
I made my way to the door. When I noticed a slight haste in my step, I slowed down.
What was wrong with me?
Slowly I opened the door to find him there.
He looked a bit better than the last time, clad in a long-sleeved shirt and suit pants.
“Good morning, Evie,” he breathed. His voice warmed my insides.
This time he held a bouquet of flowers in one hand, and one filled with chocolates in the other hand. I hadn't even finished the one from last time.
“How are you?” He asked when I didn't respond.
I wouldn't lie, it was a bit awkward, and I wanted to take more time before I said anything to him.
I still didn’t know what to say and maybe the walk around the park I’d planned to take would help me.
“Fine,” I breathed, staring at him.
“I got these for you.” His voice was low.
I accepted both bouquets with a small thank you, then turned to keep them without shutting the door.
I found a jar of water in the kitchen and placed the bouquet of roses in there.
His hot stare on my body was a bit unnerving. I almost spilled the jar of water.
“Nice outfit.” I furrowed my brows. It was nothing but a shirt and jeans.
Suddenly it dawned on me that he'd never seen me in such an outfit.
