Taming River

Chapter Forty Five

KAILEE POV

"Are you sure you don't want me to go with you?" I asked, looking up at her.

She had her first therapy session today and I wanted to support her. Even if it was by sitting outside waiting for her.

She smiled endearingly at me, shaking her head. "It's okay, I think I have to do this alone. I'll pick you up?"

"Either that or I'll walk. You don't want your baby mama walking, do you?" I leaned my weight on her body as she leaned against the car.

She laughed softly, pecking my lips. "No, I do not." Her hands found my hips.

"Kiss me again." I whispered.

She obliged, taking my lips in a tender kiss.

"Alright, Ms Anderson, let's not give your students a show." She smirked.

I stood straight and looked around, my eyes catching Jennifer's. She was standing by her car staring at us. When she noticed I saw her, she looked away, walking into the school.

"Why was she looking at you like that?" River asked, almost growling.

"I don't know and I don't care." I snaked my hands up her chest to lock my fingers behind her neck. "Are you sure, baby?"

"Yeah, and stay away from her." She gestured over my shoulder with her chin. "She likes you." She frowned.

"Hmm, too bad because I like you." I kissed her cheek. "And I work with her, kinda hard to stay away." A frown stayed as she looked at me, and I wondered what was going through her mind. "Talk to me." I asked gently.

She blinked, a slow smile forming on her lips. "Bitch ain't got nothing on me."

I laughed, happy to see some of my old River in there. "Doesn't even come close. I gotta go, be safe. I love you."

She leaned down and kissed me goodbye. "I will, I love you too."

After I watched her drive off, I made my way in. I adjusted my scarf around my neck, as I sat down. Along with the scarf, I had to wear a long sleeved shirt to hide the bruises. River hadn't stopped apologizing since it happened. When she saw my attire this morning, I had to talk her down again. I knew she didn't mean to, I didn't hold anything against her. I just wished that she got back to her funny, sweet and childlike self soon. I'd love her no matter what, but I couldn't tolerate to see the way she looked at herself anymore. She had to get better for herself first.

The day dragged on, and I felt like I was going through withdrawal the longer I stayed away from my girl. Maybe it was the pregnancy or that I just got her back but I craved her presence. I couldn't wait to go home to her.

"Ugh." I groaned, placing my head on my desk.

A chuckle came from my doorway. "Hard day?"

Lifting my head, I saw Jennifer standing there. "Something like that." I sat upright, clearing my throat.

She came closer, leaning on a desk in front of me. "Talk about her being alive is all over the town, I was still a little shocked to see her this morning. You must be so happy." She smiled but it didn't seem to be all that genuine.

Nonetheless, I smiled big. "I am happy."

She nodded, looking around the room. "Since we both have a free period, wanna go grab some coffee?"

"I can't have coffee with the baby, sorry." I tried to keep my smile apologetic.

Her face formed a very shocked expression. "Oh! I-I didn't know you were trying. Congrats, I guess the talk were true about her. "