“Yes. I quit two days after I arrived in Los Angeles. I discussed it with Amberlynn, and if she had wanted to be a stepmother, I would have stuck it out. We could have worked out visitation between here and there. But her attitude towards children was less than appealing to me. I thought she might warm to the idea, but she said she would never.”
“So you up and quit,” I say mostly to myself. “Where are you living?”
“In my same apartment. You’ve been there.”
Oh, I had been there alright; and we had had sex over almost every square inch of the place.
“You never answered my question about work.”
“Megan, I’m a doctor, remember? I secured a job in the emergency room at New York-Presbyterian. I start next Wednesday.”
“I thought you only worked in research.”
“No, I switched to research after my accident. Now that I’m fully capable of being upright without pain, I can do the ER again.”
“Congratulations,” I trail off. As silence lulls between us, I fill it and say, “Here, let me take CJ, he’s asleep.”
Chase looks down at CJ and plants another kiss on his head as I reach for him.
“Wait, I want to hold him a bit longer.”
Frankly, I’m surprised at his enthusiasm since he previously said he wouldn’t make a good father. He looks like he is doing pretty well to me. After a few minutes, he heads to CJ’s room to lay him in his crib. I avoid the urge to follow him to make sure he does it right. If he’s going to be a father, then he needs to learn to take care of his son.
It’s also nice to sit down for a minute. Since going back to work, I feel like I’ve been running a mile a second. When Chase returns, I have my mouth full of bagel. He uses his thumb to swipe at a small bit of cream cheese at the corner of my mouth; then, he sucks at his finger. I wish he hadn’t done that because my body heat jumps from his touch alone.
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t resist,” he apologizes.
“Chase, I have a serious question for you.”
He sits down in the stool next to me. “And that is?”
“What’s our relationship?”
“Well, we’re co-parenting.”
“Oh.”
“Megan, I know you want more, but there are things you need to know about me before that could happen. Things I should have told you about a long time ago before we got started. I also need to know where I stand with Amberlynn.”
“Do you love her?”
“I thought I did, but her attitude towards children is a turnoff. I knew she didn’t want them, but she seems to dislike them. I’m not sure I can deal with that, and it’s made me look at her in a whole new light.”
Again, my heart soars. I have a chance! A slim one, but still a chance.
“When will you tell me about your childhood?”
“When it’s right. I need time to get my thoughts together.”
“Does Amberlynn know?”
“She knows most of it. I went through four years of med school with her, so there were a lot of late-night study sessions and plenty of time to talk over copious of coffee.”
I give Chase a sympathetic look. “You can tell me; I’d like to know.”
“I will. Just give me some time.”
Time is all I have.