Page 23 of Falling for Her
My mouth parts at his words, and my stomach flutters.
Damn, man is good with his words I’ll give him that.
I swallow hard and look at the boys before looking at Hannah and something clicks. Looking back at Damian I ask, “Did you bring the kids knowing I’d melt at them?”
He grins and shrugs, not denying it, and I laugh before looking towards the counter.
My dad stands behind it, his eyes solely focused on me. He has a soft look on his face, and I recognize the look of hope in his eyes. At this moment, I realize he really does want this for me. Even Cody has encouraged me to accept Damian's offer, though I didn’t think he’d come back to the bakery after not seeing him for a week.
I tilt my head at Dad, and he lifts his chin towards Damian. I sigh before looking at the handsome man. His eyes are still on me, and while the boys giggle and color and Hannah snoozes on my shoulder, I whisper, “We’ll see how it goes.”
He smiles as he leans forward and gently places his hand over mine on Hannah’s back, sending electric shocks up my arm. He whispers, “We’ll see how it goes….”
My stomach flutters, and my heart races as we lock eyes, but something deep inside me settles.
He’s about to become my world, I just know it.
Chapter 9
Jokester – Two Days Later
Itakeadeepbreath, put on my leather jacket, and look in the bathroom mirror while my mind runs miles.
I take in my outfit and tilt my head. My hair is up in its usual man bun, and I’m actually wearing a button-down dress shirt, jeans, and boots.
I never wear button downs… Maybe I should wear a dark blue button down instead of black….
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I shake my shoulders out. My palms are sweating, and I can feel my pulse race. Maybe I should change into something casual, but she might like the black shirt…
“Fuck, why am I so nervous?” I mumble as I walk out of the en-suite and into my bedroom, wincing at the several shirts thrown on my king-size bed.
Shit, you’d think I’ve never dated before…. I pause. Well, to be fair, I haven’t.
Shaking my head, I leave my room and head to the living area. I look around and ensure it’s tidy. The glass coffee table is clear of trash, and three small candles on either side. I did dust this morning and mop the hardwood floors, something I never thought I’d fucking do, and the place doesn’t smell like dirty old gym socks.
Fuck I can’t believe how nervous I am…
Taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, I check the time. I have ten minutes until I need to leave and pick Esmerelda up, which should give me time to check the meatballs gently simmering in tomato sauce on the stove.
Yesterday, I looked up her father after I noticed he gently encouraged his daughter to sit with me and date me. I found he owns a law firm in town, Jacobs family law, and I gave him a visit, though I didn’t expect that fucker Cody to be working there.
“Can I help you?” the man who was with Esmerelda when we first met a week ago asks, raising a brow at me.
He’s in a suit, his hair gently styled, and instantly, I want to hit him as jealousy hits me hard.
He was her first boyfriend, and the fucker is still around, like a bad smell. Don’t get me wrong, he could be the nicest guy in the fucking world, I still won’t like him.
Clearing my throat, I ask calmly, “I came to see if Mr. Jacobs had a moment.”
He assesses me momentarily before picking up a phone and says, “Damian’s here…” and my mouth parts.
How in the fuck does this fucker know my name unless… Fuck me, she’s talked about me.
He smirks and puts the phone down as a door opens, and Mr. Jacobs walks out in a suit holding a happy Aiden. I grin at the little boy, whose eyes light up when he sees me, and he squeezes his hands towards me, muttering, “Dam-Dam…”
Mr. Jacobs chuckles, “One afternoon with you and Levi and he’s hooked.”
