Page 24 of To Hate Adam Connor
Jason’s face softened, and he kneeled down in front of Aiden. “I am an actor, just like your dad. And you must be Aiden.”
Aiden’s eyes widened, and he glanced up at me. “He knows who I am, Daddy,” he whispered.
Jason chuckled and offered his hand. “I’ve heard a lot about you, Aiden. It’s nice to finally meet you.”
Aiden looked at his outstretched hand then up at me. “Can I, Daddy?”
“Go for it, buddy.”
He gave me a big smile and shook hands with Jason. “It’s nice to meet you too, mister. My daddy is a big movie star. He signs lots of things. Did you play in lots of movies too?”
“I did. And you can call me Jason.”
“Are you my friend?”
“Would you like me to be?”
Another glance at me. “Can I be friends with Jason, Daddy? I like him, and he lives so close to us, so we could play games.”
I gave him a short nod. “How about you tell your new friend why we are here before you make plans for a play date.”
“Would you play with me, Jason? Sometimes Daddy can’t.”
Oh, Aiden…
“Aiden…”
Finally, looking down at his feet, he murmured, “We came to see Lucy because I don’t want her to hate me.”
Jason straightened up, opened the door wider, and invited us in.
As we walked through the narrow hallway, Aiden’s eyes took in everything around us and I had to drag him with me.
“Lucy, you have visitors,” Jason announced.
“What?”
“Who?”
Two distinct female voices responded back at the same time.
And then the stalker appeared with a wooden spoon in her hand. She spotted me and her face fell, a small crease appearing between her brows.
The other one, who I assumed was Jason’s wife, appeared from behind her and smiled at me, covering her surprise very well.
“What are you doing here?” Lucy asked in a hostile voice. She was voicing my feelings exactly; the only difference was I couldn’t act hostile toward her, not when I had Aiden with me.
Christ! I still wanted to kill her, though. I ground my teeth to restrain myself.
“Trust me, I’m not all that fired up to see you either,” I admitted.
That got me an eyebrow raise.
“Then by all means, please leave,” she replied, gesturing at the door with a wave of her hand.
Both Jason and Olive were carefully following our conversation as they stayed silent and watched the interaction between us. I wished they’d interfere in some way; I would have much rather spoken with them instead of this madwoman who managed to spark something inside me. I narrowed my eyes at her and then felt someone pulling on the pockets of my jeans.
Aiden. Right.
