I'm Raising Royal Babies {ORIGINAL VERSION; BOOK 3}

Chapter 32: Lisa (part 3)

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Chapter 32: Lisa (Part 3)

Vincent

I wasn't going to call her again and ask her to elaborate on who 'Wren' was. I wasn't going to do that. I already did enough things to deem myself desperate in front of her. This time, I wanted to trust her. I knew she didn't trust me around other women, and yes, I will admit that she does hurt me by believing that. But I wanted to be the bigger person and trust her. I wanted to trust that she wouldn't do anything with 'Wren'.

I sat on my bed with my towel robe concealing my nude body. It was some time around midnight here, which meant that it was well into eight over in New York. I refused to think about why she would be anywhere near another man at eight in the evening. She told me she was just interrogating him. It isn't exactly what she said, but it was similar.

No matter how bad I wanted to pick up my phone and redial her number to both hear her voice and admit my inquiries, I opted out. I was going to trust her, regardless of the uncomfortable feeling I got as I thought of her being around this 'Wren' person. Was he better looking than me? Was he a charmer? Was she going to leave me for a black man, specifically this 'Wren' guy?

That could be a possibility. I see it all the time. Some black men are skilled charmers. They have the voice, the looks, everything. They don't even have to have a vast amount of money sometimes. There's no way in hell he didn't at least flirt with her or try something. She was beau--no--gorgeous. Gorgeous enough for me to expect a man to try and talk to her, regardless of the ring on her finger.

I took a deep, distressed breath before kissing the diamonds encrusted into my ring. "Please come back," I said silently.

I was scared, but something in me told me to trust her and that was what I was going to do.

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Shadé

I didn't expect to spend a night at Wren's apartment. It was unintentional. But so was me vomiting in his kitchen sink. I didn't realize that I did it until the morning after when I woke up in a strange bed, again, but this time with Caine and Valencia beside me. Tori wasn't in bed, which sort of raised questions in my head. But then I remembered, he was like an uncle; sort of is her uncle, so he wouldn't cause her any harm.

I sat up and yawned silently, that is, until a disturbing taste of bile mixed with mint announced its presence at the back of my throat.

I got out of bed, very slowly so as to not wake the twins. I grabbed my phone and checked the time. It was 9:32. I walked out of the room and noticed another room at the end of the hall. The door was slightly ajar, so I assumed that it wouldn't be an issue for me to peep in.

There lied an unconscious Tori and an unconscious Wren. Tori was balled up into a fetal position against his chest, while he lied in an odd position beside her. He was obviously one of those people who could sleep with their leg up and bent. The sleeping position seemed rather uncomfortable but he apparently made it work.

I could see, that by the way he held one arm around her that he loved Tori just as much as Ezra does. He never came out and said it, but the way he acted around her screamed fatherly devotion. Honestly, if I wasn't so sure that both of them were straight, I would've assumed that they were a gay couple raising a two year-old. Regardless, I would still find the whole thing cute. It just kind of hurt that I would have to take her away from him. It was almost like I was staring at an older Vincent and Valencia.