All Chapters of Single Daddy: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I stared at Ben with my mouth parted, but no words were escaping my throat.What could I say to him anyway? After he’d left me for three years, and we’d just barely gotten in better standing with each other, he was coming to me with accusations?“Hunter stopped by earlier,” I said after a minute. “Did he speak to you before that?”He nodded quickly, looking a little anxious. His fingers were tapping on his thighs, and I wondered if he even noticed it was happening. It was the only reason why I didn’t blow up at him for the question.“Whatever you think he came here for, Hunter walked in here for his hair appointment.”Ben’s eyebrows shot up. “What?”I rolled my eyes. “Did you think our only clientele were women? We have a few guys come in now and then, Hunter too. But how dare you come in here and question me about this?”Just because I was tamping down my anger, didn’t mean I wasn’t upset at him. I dropped the broom I was using to sweep up stray hairs on the floor, and folded my arms

It was the weekend, and Mom and Fern were seated at the dining table having breakfast. It was my turn to cook, and I finished the last pancake, turned the cooker off, and moved to join my mom and my daughter.“What plans do you have for the day?”I paused and looked up at Mom, a bit confused because that question came out of nowhere.“What do you mean? We’re going to the salon with you.”“Ginger, you know we don’t get a lot of people coming in on the weekend.”“I wonder why because they all should be working during the weekdays.”“Everyone’s too busy relaxing or having a fun day, which you should also be doing. I can handle the day without you. Spend some time with your daughter.” She gave me a knowing look. “Maybe call a certain someone and make it a playdate.”That had Fern perking up. “Playdate? With who?”“Your mother’s friend,” Mom said before I could say a thing.“Really Mommy?” Fern turned to me. “Who is it?”I sent a frown at my mom, before smiling down at Fern. “Just a friend

Neither of us meant for it to happen. When I called him over for dinner, I had every intention of kicking him out afterward. But then we made love in my bed, and I couldn’t bear to let him go.When I next opened my eyes, the room was a little brighter. I was lying on my side, with a heavy arm slung over my waist and a tall, hard body spooning against my back. For a moment, I savored the feeling, letting out a low moan as I snuggled back into the warm body holding me, a smile on my face. But then common sense started kicking in, and I frowned. When the situation finally hit me, my eyes snapped open as I gasped.I tried to get up, only for the arm still around my waist to hold me back. I tugged on it and slid out from under it, then rolled around, so I was facing Ben, holding the sheet up to my naked breasts.“Ben,” I called in a whisper, shaking his shoulder. “Ben, please, you need to wake up! Ben!”It took a few minutes to get him up, his eyes fluttering open to look up at me. When he

The bell above the salon’s door rang, and I looked up to see a new client coming in.“Can you take care of them, honey?” Mom said, busy with her client.I’d only just sent someone out and had sat down to take a quick break, but I heaved myself up with a quiet sigh to get to work.“Please take a seat,” I said politely, pointing the woman to a chair in front of the counter. Once she sat down, she told me what she wanted to be done, and I got to work.I’d been doing this for the past two years. There wasn’t much I could do during the pregnancy, and then afterward, I spent a lot of time looking after Fern. It took a while, and some beauty classes for Mom to even allow me to work in her salon, but I’d done just about everything once already, and at this point, it was all just routine.In no time at all, I was done, and the happy customer was leaving the salon, along with the woman Mom was working on, so we both got a moment to relax. Until the bell rang again, and I groaned.“I’ll get this

Later that night, while I was laying down on my bed, all I could think of was Ginger and how much I missed her. It had been way too long already since the last time we slept together, and I missed it. There was no way I could just sleep over at her place again. Not unless she moved out of her mom’s place, and I couldn’t just drag her to my place, either, because it would mean spending time away from Fern and explanations to her mom that I wasn’t ready for just yet.I rolled over onto my back, folding an arm under my head, the other going across my stomach as I stared up at the ceiling, trying to convince myself just to fall asleep already. It was starting to become annoying, since it seemed like my old insomnia was coming back to haunt me, and I hadn't carried any of my meds with me. I tried closing my eyes and emptying my mind.After a long moment and still no sleep in sight, I sighed and opened my eyes, sitting up. Maybe a quick, warm shower would be enough to leave me feeling a lit