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He collapses on top of me, and once we catch our breaths, he lifts his head and looks down at me; I can now clearly make out his face. Chandler’s sea blue eyes with the golden ring.
I jerk awake in my own bed, breathless and sweaty.
What the hell was that?
Sitting up in bed, I rub my hands over my face. That dream felt so real, I don’t think I’ve ever had a dream that vivid before. For a moment, I wonder if maybe this was a memory, but I know better than that. If they haven’t come back in nine years, why would they come back now? It’s just because Chandler has been around the last couple of days and my subconscious mind is aware of him.
I shake myself, trying to forget about the dream, and reach for my phone to check the time. There is a message from Chandler confirming the time we are supposed to arrive today.
After he went with me to pick up Sophia from school, we spent some time together at the park, and he took us out to dinner where we told her about him being her dad. She had a lot of questions, and we both did our best to answer them, but I think she is still trying to figure things out. She and Chandler both are. She hasn’t called him daddy yet, and part of me wonders if he wants her to or not.
He stayed the weekend and spent as much time with us as possible. Today though, Sophia and I are going to spend the day with him and meet some people close to him, there’s apparently some kind of party that he wants us to attend. I’m nervous about being in the car for so long. I’ve only ever taken short rides when I didn’t have any other choice, and now I was going to have to spend an hour in the car.
Just the thought of it is making me anxious. I climb out of bed and go about my morning routine before I need to wake Sophia up. I make my way downstairs and into the kitchen to start the coffee pot, but just as I’m reaching for it, a knock sounds at my door. I know it’s Chandler, he’s the only person who would show up this early in the morning, and I can feel my face heat as I turn to answer the door.
I hope he can’t tell that I had a sex dream about him just by looking at me.
It’s a ridiculous thought, I know that, but I can’t help but worry that he’s going to take one look at me and just know. I take a deep breath and slowly walk over to the door and pull it open. I freeze when I see a young, petite woman standing just behind him. She smiles at me with her straight white teeth, her short blonde hair tucked behind her ears. A wave of jealousy washes over me unexpectedly, and I have no idea why. I have no right to feel jealous. There is no reason to believe that she is his girlfriend when he asked me to marry him, even if it wasn’t real.
“Um, good morning?”
I have no idea how to react. Soph and I were supposed to meet Chandler at the café at seven thirty to leave for the city, and there was no mention of another woman. Chandler’s face lights up with his smile as he takes a step closer to me and surprises me when he leans in and kisses my cheek.
“Good morning, we have a change of plans, hope that’s okay.”
He moves past me and into the cabin, leaving me to stand and look between his retreating form and the woman standing on my porch.
“Excuse him, he’s used to me knowing who everyone is and not having to introduce me. I’m Jillian. Mr. Bishop’s assistant.”
She holds her hand out to me, and I take it, relieved that she’s his assistant and not a girlfriend I knew nothing about when I agreed to our fake marriage.
“Hello, I’m Tanya. Please come in.”
She smiles at me again and goes to follow after Chandler. I close the door and make my way into the kitchen, where Chandler has pulled out a tablet from the bag I am just now noticing that Jillian has over her shoulder.
“So, I got to thinking, and I don’t think taking the car back to the city would be a smart move. I had Jillian come down in the helicopter, and I’m hoping the two of you can get to know each other some; she can help you get ready for the party tonight, and we can take the copter back. It’s quicker.”
“The copter?”
I look between the two, confused. Chandler looks up at me sheepishly.
“Uh, yeah. I have a helicopter to get around for business.”
I stare at him, not really seeing him, and blink slowly.
“Right. Anyone want coffee?”
I turn around and face the counter grabbing the coffee pot and filling it with water.
He owns a helicopter? How rich is he?
They both say please, and I make a pot of coffee on autopilot as they talk behind me. I’m too shocked about his copter to really hear what they are talking about. Once the coffee is brewing and I no longer have an excuse to avoid looking at them, I turn and face them, crossing my arms over my chest and leaning back against the counter.
The are both leaning over the tablet and talking about the local stores and what kind of clothes they have.
“Why are you looking at clothes?”
Neither of them look up at me as Chandler answers.
