𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎

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𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎

"Thank you," I whisper.
"I told you I would do anything for you, sweet girl." The nickname makes my chest tighten and leaves a stab in my heart.
Anakin opens his eyes and smiles sleepily when he sees the two of us, he rolls onto his stomach and tries to come to me, I pick him up smiling.
He looks for my chest, I lift up my t-shirt and let Anakin drink from my chest. Hayden looks at me, his eyes darken, my cheeks turn rosy.
"I'd better go over there," he says and stands up. "If he can't fall asleep, bring him to me." He closes the door behind him.
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"Okay, so here's milk, I bought him new diapers because the old ones gave him a rash," I say, pointing to the diapers. "And this is his new favorite stuffed animal." I give Hayden a stuffed animal. "Anything else I should know?" he asks amused.
"Yes. He should eat the carrot puree and don't let those pretty eyes and pouty lips fool you." I pinch Anakin's cheek.
Hayden laughs, "Are you driving Mommy crazy?" Anakin giggles and tugs on his father's hood cord. "Go and have fun."
I nod and think of the times before when he said that to me and we always had sex, but this time it will be different, I won't get drunk.
Because I need a clear head when Hayden is with me and when I'm sober it's hard for me to imagine what it will be like when I'm drunk.
Zendaya waits leaning against my car, we both hug before we get in the car and drive off.
"When do you have to fly away again?" I ask her out loud because the bar is full today.
"The day after tomorrow." she says.
I nod and take a big sip of tequila. Zendaya looks at her phone and smiles, a guy in the corner keeps looking over at me, he has dark hair and brown eyes and a few tattoos on his arm. It feels wrong to look at him while Hayden, who is my husband, is at home with our son.
"I'm going to get another one, do you want something else?" I ask.
Zendaya shakes her head, I go to the bar and wait for the bartender.
"Hi." I look next to me and see the guy who keeps looking at me.
"Hi." I say and order a tequila from the bartender.
"I'm Marcus." he introduces himself.
"Aleia." I say and take my tequila.
"Do you want to sit over with me?" he asks and I have to admit that he's pretty good looking, but he's not Hayden.
Even though Hayden hurt me pretty badly when he admitted that he almost slept with Sheila, he's still my husband. My husband, who I love and would never cheat on.
"I'm here with a friend," I say and add: "And I'm married."

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