“I-I won’t,” I stuttered out. “I swear. For the first time, I think I’m seeing how bad it’d gotten.”
The medication I was on…it was a miracle.
The doctor said it would take up to fourteen days to see the full effects of the medication, but it’d been six, and I was already thinking so much more clearly.
Hell, I wasn’t freaking the fuck out about having to feed my child—one that I’d wanted.
God, how far I’d fallen.
Copper’s eyes studied me for so long that I had to switch Holt to the opposite side, but his gaze never left my own.
Some decision was made, I saw the switch happen, and he nodded once.
Before I could ask him what he was thinking, my phone rang again, reminding me I still had work to do.
This time it was Fermin.
I sighed and answered the phone.
Ten
You’re either a smart fella or a fart smella.
—Text from Keely to Copper
COPPER
The routine continued for four more days before Shad finally got back to Dallas.
It was a good routine, too.
One that worked out well, and I found that I quite liked.
I’d never thought that I would be able to experience this kind of domestic life, but I found that it was a lot more intriguing than I’d thought it would be.
So intriguing, in fact, that when Shad finally came through the doors of my office around noon nine days after I picked his daughter up, I found that I wasn’t wanting to give it up quite yet.
Though, I wouldn’t admit to that.
I did, however, have a power move up my sleeve that I knew would be enough to get him to let her stay.
“Where’s my girl?” he asked.
“On the second floor feeding Holt,” I answered. “Thought you weren’t getting back until tonight?”
“Rushed home, might’ve broken the law a little bit and driven when I was supposed to be ‘resting.’” He shrugged. “How is she?”
“Good,” I answered honestly. “In the nine days that she’s been with me, she’s like a completely different person. Though, now, instead of wanting nothing to do with Holt, she has everything to do with him and hates herself for how she acted the first couple of months of his life. It’s an uphill battle for sure.”
Shad’s shoulders slumped. “I should’ve seen it.”
Yeah, he should have.
“Don’t think that she let you,” I admitted.
He shrugged. “Do you think you would’ve let it stop you had this been your kid?”
The thought of having a kid had truly never crossed my mind.
