𝟓𝐬𝐨𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐕𝐨𝐥.𝟏

'Til death do us apart (Luke Hemmings Fluff)

Summary: After their divorce, Luke and (Y/N) have to co-parent their 4-year old daughter, who after a weekend with her dad, tells her mom about daddy's new friend.
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(Mention of Sex /  Suggestive Content)
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"Lizzy, baby, wake up... Daddy will be here to pick you up..." I shake my daughter as I sit on the edge of her bed.
"5 minutes, mommy." The 4-year old groans and turns on her other side.
"Lizzy..." I try to get her up, but it is no use; she took her sleepiness from her dad.
I exit her bedroom and walk to the kitchen to start her breakfast and pour myself a much-needed cup of coffee.; almost a year after the divorce and seeing Luke is still hard for me. 

I start the pancakes and the eggs, absentmindedly mixing all the ingredients.
The doorbell rings, snapping me out of my daydream. I take a deep breath and walk fast to the door, opening it and revealing Luke standing behind it.
"Morning." I mumble and move fast to the kitchen.
"Morning. Is Lizzy ready?" He asks me moving behind me awkwardly.
"Not yet. I went to get her up but she asked for 5 more minutes. And I had to make her breakfast." I reply, not turning away from the stove.
"I could have taken her for breakfast if you didn't have time." He says. I feel infuriated.
"I always have time for Liz, Luke. And if I don't, I make time for her." I reply, trying to keep myself from busting his head open.
"I didn't mean it like that." He mumbles.
"Why don't you go upstairs and wake Liz up?" I suggest and flip the pancakes.
That person has this fucked up ability to make me furious within seconds.

I spend my weekend working on my project; whenever Lizzy is not around, I do whatever it takes to keep myself distracted.
Lizzy reminds me so much of Luke; same curly blond hair, same deep blue eyes. She is like a mini female version of Luke. Since the divorce, my life is revolving around Liz, while I sit back and watch Luke live his life and travel the world.
And he had the gut to tell me that he would cover me up if I didn't have time for her.

At least he was precise on the time he brought her back; on Sunday, at 6, as we have agreed on, Liz was in the house.
I hug her close; every time she leaves the house, my mind goes to the worst-case scenario.
"Hey, mommy." She giggles as I pick her up.
"I've missed you so much..." I mumble as I walk us to the couch.
"I've missed you too, mommy." She replies and pecks my cheek.
"Did you have fun with daddy?" I ask and she nods her head vigorously.
"We went to this amazing place with roller coasters, and candy floss and daddy won me a teddy bear... A huuuuge teddy bear." She says with excitement in her voice. I look at her and smile at her.
"What else did you do?" I ask, stroking her soft hair.
"Oh, we went for breakfast with daddy's new friend in the morning." She says, looking at me with her big blue eyes. I feel a slight sting in my heart and my stomach turning into a giant knot. But maybe I misunderstood.
"Daddy's new friend?" I ask.
"Yeah, her name is Anna and she is pretty and nice and funny." Liz lists off making me feel even more horrible.
"Oh, that's great, baby. Why don't you go play in your room while mommy makes dinner? Or would you like to help me?" I ask her.
"I'll go play." She states and jumps off the couch. 

Usually, I would have found that sweet and cute and would have melted in a puddle, but my enrage towards Luke clouds everything.
I pick my phone from the coffee table and scroll until I find his number and slide over it to call him. He picks it up very quickly.
"Is Lizzy ok?" He asks me, without even greeting.
"She is doing great. Be at my house at 10." I say and hang up, not giving him any time to object to it.

After dinner, Lizzy follows her usual routine; bath, toothbrushing, an episode of her favorite kids show, bedtime story and then sleep. I am glad that Luke is not spoiling her on his days and changing her routine. We seem to be still on the same page when it comes to parenting. Only thing is, I don't introduce everyone I sleep with to Lizzy.
I pour myself a glass of wine as I wait for him. Lizzy is deep into sleep by now, which means that she won't be able to hear me scold her father.
It is completely irresponsible of him to introduce Anna to Lizzy; I mean, are they in a serious relationship? Don't I have a saying on who my child is going to meet? Cause for sure, no one asked me.
I sip on my wine, trying to keep calm and relax; I don't want to pick up a fight the moment he enters the house.