“I won’t,” she chuckled. 

At the end of the day, I was exhausted as hell. I organized amenities. for three models at their shooting locations, spoke to potential companies about hiring our models, and also dealt with a low–carning- high–tantrum Tessa for an hour as she whined about non–existent. paparazzi following her. I also called Martha again, hoping my research swayed her decision. It didn’t. Eventually, I picked up my purse to head home, thankful that Jayden hadn’t disturbed me for the whole day. 

When I was opening the car’s door in the parking area, why did I feel like I was being watched? Goosebumps pebbled my skin as an ominous feeling settled into my bones. Hurriedly, I sat in the car and zipped out. 

At home, I walked into Dave’s room where Mimzy was reading out a story to him. Her dark curly hair was braided into many tiny braids. which she gathered behind her n*eck. 

“Mommy!” Tossing his duvet, Dave rushed to me and hugged me around my thighs with little arms. 

I picked him up in my arms and hugged him harder, feeling better. “My sweetie.” 

“How was your day? Did anyone hurt you?” he asked, pulling away. Seriously, my four–year–old was overly protective of me. 

I chuckled. “No.” 

“Today I got into a fight with Johnny and beat him.” 

“Why?” I carried him back to bed, frowning, horrified. Johnny was our neighbor’s seven–year–old son. 

“He said that he liked you and that he wanted to marry you.” 

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I laughed. “Don’t worry, he can’t marry me and you can’t beat him. Also it’s time for bed.” I was expecting Johnny’s mom to complain 

tomorrow. 

“Noooo!” he whined, but I tucked him in his bed, anyway. I had already informed Mimzy that I had to go out on a date. 

“Jesus, you need it!” she encouraged me, saying that she would be with Dave until I return. 

I took a shower, recalling what happened in the morning. I hoped Martha didn’t entertain Emily, and I hoped never to see Dane again. I wore a red dress that hugged my b*dy at the right places and sl*pped. into red heels. After applying black kohl around my hazel eyes, I applied red l*pstick. Picking up my clutch bag. I headed out. Jayden was already waiting for me in his Porsche. 

“You look gorgeous!” he said with a smile and pecked my cheek with a k*ss while opening the door for me. 

“Thanks,” I smiled. 

He started the car, and we zipped through the traffic to reach the venue, only to realize that we were at Hotel Exotic where I met Dane in the morning. 

“I am sorry,” he shrugged, looking at my confused expression. “I forgot to reserve a place at Ginger, and this was available.” 

I gave him a tight smile as I stepped out of the car. What could be the possibility of seeing Dane again over here, I mused. None. I took a ragged breath and walked to the elevator lobby with him. An elevator opened with a ding and we entered. Two men in it gave me appreciative glances. Jayden placed his hand on the small of my back, scowling at them. We reached the rooftop restaurant, and the receptionist took us to our reserved table. 

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Jayden helped me sit in the chair, but as soon as I sat, I found myself staring into the emerald eyes of Dane, who had just entered the restaurant, looking like a storm had passed over him. 

And he had a murderous glare directed at Jayden. 

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