Special Kinda Love (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 10

Gail tapped the sides of her cup with the tips of her fingers, a nervous rhythm with no structure, her foot joining in the anxious song. She checked her phone again. Nothing. She needed a distraction, something to take the edge off, something to keep her busy as she waited, so she texted Holly. 

When was I supposed to meet him?

Thankfully there wasn't a long wait.

Five minutes. You nervous?

Nope. Why would I be?

She bit her nail and stared out the window into the street while she waited for Holly's reply.

No clue, you're just meeting your son's father is all. Nothing to worry about

You're a great help

I try

Well you suck

You just said I did great

I changed my mind

Gail

Yeah

It's going to be fine

I know

We still on for the movies tonight?

Of course. Shy is very excited for the movie and to see you, I swear that kid can't live a day without you

It's only because I'm hilarious

We want you to think that. It's really because without you we would have died with scurvy years ago

Does this confession mean no more complaining about eating your greens?

Not a chance. If anything there'll be more

"Gail?" A timid voice grabbed her attention. Looking up she was met with a familiar face, tall and awkwardly shifting from foot to foot.

"Hey, Chase." She greeted and cleared her throat, pushing down her nerves.

He's here. Talk to you when I'm done

She clicked her phone off and put it in her pocket. "How've you been?"

"Busy. I've been staying at my moms helping with the kids, she's not doing the best." Chase looked grim, tired, worse off than the last time she saw him.

Gail nodded along sympathetically. "I can only imagine."

"It's been rough, but I think we're doing alright." He took off his coat, hung it on the back of his seat, and sat across from the officer. Once settled he tried a smile. "How's Shiloh?"

"Good. He beat his class running record in gym the other day, couldn't have gotten that from me, I'm allergic to athleticism of any kind." Gail took a drink of her coffee.

Chase chuckled. "Does he play any sports?"

"He dabbles in many, but it's mostly play, nothing serious. Shy prefers puzzles, art, and video games." He nodded along, hanging on her every word, so she continued. If it was the other way around she'd want to know everything. "He's hilarious, a quick wit and a silver tongue. And he's sweet, always picking flowers, kissing cuts and drawing pictures for everyone. He's crazy smart too. Already starting to read, doing mental math, constantly watching those boring educational shows, and some puzzles I wouldn't be able to do in double the time. All from Holly. But Shy's also got a strong head, stubborn thing, and when he's got his mind set there's no changing it."