BLAIR POV“Hey, are you okay?” Ronnell asked patting on my shoulder, but his hands right there on my shoulder didn't seem to help matters as I choked on my cough even more. He strolled towards the fridge in a hurry still clutching Nathan in his hands, and soon, he was back with a bottle of water which he handed over to me. “Forgive my bad manners!” He said while Nathan kicked his legs and stared up at him like he had just seen the best friend of his life. His big blue eyes were fascinated, locked on Ronnell and hardly even blinking. I took another bite from my beef dumplings and wiped my mouth. “You're good at holding babies. Have you been around many?”He shook his head before speaking. “Nope, this is the first one.” He dragged his fingertips along Nathan's cheek. “And I did some reading on that subject.”From anyone else, that would have honestly sounded very silly but I knew this man. Ronnell Roman didn't do anything unless he knew every damn angle before going in. When I thought
BLAIR POVWhen Nathan and I finally made our way downstairs the following morning, the house was eerily quiet. As usual, Ronnell had left early, but he’d also left me pancakes on a plate on the kitchen counter, along with a note and a card.I gently picked the note off, before reading the contents.°°°°°Blair, There's youghut, milk and juice in the freezer and groceries will be delivered at 12 p.m. I had no idea about what you would love to have, so I ordered almost everything you might need. You can make a list for I had made a mistake of not asking what you might really need. I have a dinner to attend tonight, so unfortunately I won't be back early before dinner to eat with you. I left a list of restaurants where I have a tab if you like to order. The card pin is 4233.You are welcome to stay here as long as you want.Yours, Ronnell°°°°°°°I walked towards the fridge, and not only was there yoghurt, milk, and juice but right beside it was an iced cocoa from my favourite cafe. H
BLAIR POVI tried to make fast struggle of my breakfast despite Ronnell urging me to take all the time in the world. I felt he wouldn't really understand that two to three minutes of alone time was a luxury at this point in time in my life but all my thoughts came to a tragic end when the loud cry of Nathan hit my entire gut. They were soft cries but they made me lose the rest of my appetite.Shit. I had taken way too long just sipping my cocoa-iced tea and scrolling through my phone. He only really cried when he was hungry. So, he must have run out of patience. “I'm sorry I took long__i'm coming Nathy,” I called. I quickly placed my plate in the sink, rushing now as his cries got louder. My breasts started tingling like they did when he was upset. I mentally flipped through my morning to recall whether I had put pads inside my tank this morning. I walked into the living room to notice that Ronnell had been rounding every corner with a red-faced Nathan. “I honestly tried but I'm s
Ronnell POVBlair strolled into the living room, casually twirling a baby monitor on her finger. I’d been hunched over my laptop, trying to wrap up a document. Truthfully, I’d finished ages ago but had been waiting for her to appear, though I wasn’t sure why.I closed my computer with a decisive tap and set it aside. “Big guy already sound asleep?”“Just like a baby,” she replied, handing me the monitor. She curled up on the opposite end of the couch, pulling her legs beneath her.The monitor flickered to life, revealing Nathaniel swaddled in his bassinet. His head was tilted, lips pursed as if dreaming of his mother's milk. It was all he knew, his perfect, simple world."Do you spend a lot of time just staring at this?" I asked, positioning the monitor between us.She scrunched her nose. "Probably more than I should. When I first brought him home, his bassinet was right beside my bed. Every little peep had me jumping up. I'm a terrible sleeper, to begin with, so I couldn't handle it.
Ronnell POVHow could I have taken an axe to a situation that required a little screwdriver? How could I have been so heavy-handed? Blair wasn't one of those tough clients I usually dealt with, but I’d spoken to her like she was.“Blair—”Her head shook violently, sending her hair spilling around her shoulders. “I know I’m a terrible mother. A complete failure. Don’t you think I know that? I wasn’t ready for this. I was selfish and had him anyway because I thought I could handle it alone. Now look at me, making a fool of myself in front of my best friend’s brother, and my boss—”I was up and pulling her into my arms before I could stop myself. This was exactly what I’d been avoiding for months – holding her, touching her, and intimacy with her. But right now, she needed me more than I needed to protect my boundaries.Locked away memories of my mother’s breakdown—her days of endless sobbing—suddenly surfaced. I was holding Blair, but my mind was with Helen. The past and present collide
Blair POVRonnell was true to his word. The day after my breakdown, he handled my salary issue, and I felt like an absolute idiot for not addressing it sooner.Not only did I get a significant pay raise, but he also deposited months of back pay that he insisted I was owed.The number of zeros on my bank account was staggering. It was probably more than I deserved, but I wasn’t about to complain. As if that wasn’t generous enough, he’d hooked me up with a mortgage broker in less than a week and agreed to be my cosigner. How he managed to pull that off so fast was beyond me. It was classic Ronnell Roman charm—smooth and efficient.With the raise and lower mortgage payment came the realisation that I could still afford a nanny for Nathan. Once I had permission from Ronnell to use his home, I would set up an interview next week. Other then brief conversations about mortgages, nannies, groceries, and shaky Roy, along with notes every day, Ronnell and I kept our distance. I was perhaps fl
Blair POVRonnell was in full interrogation mode now. "Isn't it understandable that parents might be apprehensive?"Trina's response was pure saccharine. "Of course it is. I do my best to alleviate those nerves."Ronnell's reply was dripping with sarcasm. "That's a relief. I would like to ask what you would do in a few different situations. I'm sure hearing your answers would further calm our nerves."She stacked her hands on her knees. “Yes, feel free. I would be glad to answer all your questions, Ronnell.”Oh, this chick. My middle finger was twitching very hard. No way was she getting this job. I was, however, eager to see her get the Ronnell Roman treatment since he appeared equally unimpressed with her and her attitude. Ronnell rapidly-fired a couple of scenarios at her, and to her credit, she had very good answers. She clearly knew a lot more about taking care of babies than I ever did. What she didn't have was warmth. I couldn't imagine her snuggling a baby to sleep or comfor
Blair POVBut before I could get to the door, sharp cries from the baby monitor stopped me in my track. Ronnell swept the monitor off the table, checking the screen. “Nathan is awake and seemed pissed off.” He said going towards the stairs in a quick rush, like he couldn't get to him quickly enough if he didn't run. “I will get him while you let the nanny in.” “Okay, thank you.” My heart did a funny thing at the sight of Ronnell Roman bounding up the stairs to collect my son. With no time to decipher what the twister inside my chest meant, I hurried to the door. A broad man with soft eyes and flop hair stood on the other side. His smile held all the warmth Trina didn't have. “Hello, you must be Peter.” He offered his hand. “I am indeed Peter. You are Miss Blair Damien, correct?” His big hand engulfed mine as we shook. “Please, come in. And call me just Blair.” I waved around the grand entry. “Nathan and I are staying here temporarily. It's okay to ooh and ahh---i did all that th