“After I feed Ezra and Grace, I plan on
taking them to Carrier Park to take some pictures for Emily and
Melanie. They always talked about getting photos of them together,
but with everyone’s busy schedule, it hasn’t happened yet. So
that’s what I’m doing.” She blew a distressing breath, and deciding
to be the bigger person, she said, “I appreciate you agreeing to
help out with the babies, but we obviously do not work well
together, so I’m going to distance myself from this.”
Desmond stood there,
holding her gaze, not saying a word and not even showing any sort
of expression on his face. Maybe he was a bit too pushy. Too
forthcoming for her taste.
Sherita held his serious
gaze for as long as she could stand until she couldn’t handle it
anymore. Until she was intimidated by his presence. His aura. Was
he happy? Annoyed? Indifferent? She had no clue. “Well, I’m going
to get Ezra’s bottle, and I may as well warm Grace’s milk while I’m
at it. Can you hold Ezra for a moment?”
“ Sure.”
Sherita took a few steps
closer to Desmond then handed Ezra off to him. When she did,
Desmond reached out to grab Ezra but his hand latched on to
Sherita’s forearm before he quickly corrected and took Ezra in his
grasp. The moment she felt his hand against her arm, she snatched
it away. Just that simple touch sent a chill down her spine, the
same way his breath against her neck had in the coffee shop this
morning. How had she been able to go five years without being
affected by men who tried to charm her, and she couldn’t handle
this one man?
“ Look at you, big guy,”
Desmond said to Ezra. “Looking just like your daddy…”
He looks like you,
too. It was on the tip of her tongue, but
Sherita didn’t say it. She preferred to keep all communication with
Desmond at a minimum. She wouldn’t talk to him anymore this evening
unless it was absolutely necessary.
CHAPTER 5
After they had fed the
babies, changed diapers and secured them in their car seats,
Sherita carried Ezra to the car. Desmond followed behind her with
Grace.
“ Be sure to turn the car
seat rear-facing,” she told him.
A smile came to the corner
of his mouth. “Yes, I’m aware of that, Sherita.”
“ Oh. I wasn’t sure,
so…”
“ No, it’s cool. I know
you’re just making sure the babies are properly taken care of. I
appreciate that.”
“ Oh, and another
thing…don’t let the inside of my car scare you. I have camera
equipment all over the floor.”
“ Thanks for the warning.”
Desmond opened the rear passenger door and, just like she said,
there was camera equipment on the floor – lenses, a few digital
cameras, tripods, lights, batteries and what looked to be a photo
umbrella. He went ahead and strapped Grace’s car seat in place,
securing it.
Sherita had already secured
Ezra’s seat and was sitting in the driver seat of her 2004 Honda
Accord waiting for Desmond to close the back door. Finally, she
would be getting away from him. She needed this space to clear the
air and balance herself out again because everything about him
threw her off balance, from his good looks to his not so good
attitude.
Once he pushed the back
door closed, Sherita started the car but felt a knot twisting in
her stomach when Desmond reached to open the passenger door. What
was he doing?
He got inside, closed the
door behind himself then looked at her. “Ready?”
She scrunched up her face.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
Doing his best to disguise
amusement, he said, “I’m going with you to the park. Surely you
need some help with the babies and all of your equipment,
right?”
She could just die. “No, I
don’t. I can handle it.”
“ Well, I think I should go
anyway.”
Of course you do. She should’ve known it wouldn’t be easy to get
away from him, and now, not only did she have to deal with him at
the park, but she had to be trapped with him inside of her small
car. That bothered her more than
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