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At first Sophia didn't take to the idea that EZ was her father. My four year old looked him dead in the eye and said no. Just simply no. Like the word could change that fact that half of her was made up of him. I remember there was a point where I wished it was that easy, but here we were a month or so later and she was staring at him with such a twinkle in her eye that it made you question if he put the stars in the sky. The way they interacted was far better then I ever could have imagined. It almost made me wish for him and I to be back together. Almost. Yet I knew better. "She has your laugh," EZ commented as he slid beside me. His fingers danced across the small of my back making me shrink into myself. Sophia was bust telling Felipe a story she was making up on the fly. Every time she said the prince and the princess she stole a glance towards us. "It makes me do a double take."
"I guess I never really noticed," I admitted noticing the minute his hand dropped. "We made a good kid."
"That's all thanks to you." EZ chuckled. "Sorry I wasn't there to help out."
"Can you stop apologizing for that. There's so many other things you owe me apologies for. That isn't one of them." I tried to catch myself before the words tumbled out but I couldn't. I stared at EZ waiting for him to fight back but he simply just nodded and pulled me against him. I melted into it missing the familiar touch holding on for longer then I knew I should. "That wasn't fair of me."
"No it was." He admitted. "Maybe we should plan coffee and talk things out when there's less people listening."
"Tomorrow. Pick me up at 7:00." I walked away without giving him a chance to reply knowing he would be there. "Okay baby time to leave grandpa alone we need to head home to bed." I cooed at my toddler who was curled up on Felipe's lap. She reached her arms out to me holding on as tightly as she could.
"I'll see you tomorrow." EZ whispered as he kissed Sophia on the forehead. It almost looked like he was contemplating kissing me as he lingered there inches away from me and I was tempted to close the distance but chose not to. Our time had past I needed to remember that.
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"What do you mean I'm not on the visitors list?" I growled at the guard who typed something into his computer again. "I was here last week. You met me."
"I'm sorry but you've been taken off there's nothing I can do for you. Leave before you're assorted out." My heart sank as I made my way back to my car. Why would he take me off the list. Was this his way of breaking up with me because if so this was cruel and cowardly. I stared at the tiny ultrasound o had planned to show him today. What was I supposed to do now?! We were having a baby and I had no way of telling him.
