I know I wrote him but even I don't know why Rowan is so annoying.
_________________..."What?" Zoe was standing on the bed. It was late at night and instead of our previous plan to dine out and sleep in, all the girls were in my bedroom, eating pizza and talking shit. "No way in hell did he have the audacity to say that!" She screeched. "But he did." I pointed out. I said, taking a bite of the breadstick that came with the pizza. It was the most delicious thing I have ever tried and I strongly believed my pregnancy had something to do with me liking it so much because I have had this breadstick from this joint plenty of times before. Just never was I pregnant when I tried it before. "Okay okay so let me get this straight!" Bianca joined Zoe as she stood up on the bed too. "So according to Rowan, you set him up. You are the one who leaked to the press those pictures which inevitably had you guys bound in that shipwreck of marriage. You." "Exactly." I nodded. "Who does he think he is? David Beckham? Tom Cruise?" Zoe was raging. "Let's not brin
__________________...~~ROWAN KELLER~~"You!" I looked over at Rory and then at the bitch who had decided to come to make things worse. "Ophelia, what are you doing here?" I asked her, crossing my arms over my chest. "Sweetheart, it's not like I am interested in seeing her." She nodded towards Rory and then gave Zoe a distasteful look. "Or her." She walked over to me and took my hands. "I am here to see you, stupid." I shrugged off her hands immediately and took a step away from her and towards Rory, who was looking straight ahead and not sparing me even a glance. "And what exactly do you want from me?" I asked. "Well, I want you." Zoe scoffed. Ophelia turned to give her a glare before turning back to me and continuing. "I want you but that's besides the point right now. I am here for something else." "And what exactly is that?" I asked her. "Whatever it is, can you both get out of my house?" Rory spoke up. Ophelia raised a brow at her. "Don't you think you should be her
_________________..."Gabby?" All three of us girls turned to him with our eyebrows raised and he looked at Zoe and me like a deer caught in headlights. "What are you doing here, friend?" Zoe stressed on the word friend as she crossed her arms across her chest, raising her brows. He let out a sigh. "I need to talk to Gabby, you guys." Gabby threw the blanket off of her and hopped out of bed. I glared at Eric when I saw his eyes visibly darken at the flimsy outfit that my sister had on. "I don't want to speak to you, Eric. I think it's better we leave things as we have ended it." "But you won't even listen to what I have to say." He stepped in front of her when she tried to leave the room. "Do you love me?" She asked. "Damn!" Zoe whispered as she stepped closer to me. "What?" He looked dumbfounded, as if it was not the problem between them in the first place."Do you love me?" She repeated the question. This time, the silence was deafening. "Now it's you who have stopped
_____________________...Maybe going out with your ex-husband you still have feelings for, who is still trying to get back with you, but also who has on multiple occasions trampled all over your heart, is not the best idea in the world.But when your twelve-week-old in-utero twins say they want hash brownies at one in the morning, we don't have many options.Of course, I could have gone myself or with one of the girls but the girls were tired and my plan to go out alone had failed the moment I got caught by him.So this would have to do."There there!" I pointed at the food trucks surrounding a park area."Honey, do you really want to eat from one of those?" Rowan had been skeptical ever since I told him I wanted to eat hash brownies from the food trucks that I had spotted earlier when we were hanging out."Yes, NOT my honey. I want to eat from one of those." I rolled my eyes. Does this man really think I am going to change my mind just because he looks at me as though I have come
___________________...I laughed at the third inappropriate moan that my wife let out ever since we sat down on one of the park benches and she started digging into her hash browns which she has been calling hash brownies. I suppressed a smile. I had googled what hash brownies and did not think my wife would be happy if she found out what those meant."Why do you call them hash 'brownies' though?" I asked her, using the side of my hand to wipe away some sauce from the side of her lips. I licked my hand clean. Rory paused for a moment, her gaze on my action. I cleared my throat when I realised it was not the most appropriate thing to do for an ex-husband. But then again, one, I was never able to be appropriate around her. And two, everyone knew I was not okay with this divorce and was trying to win her back. The fact that she did not actively refute my advances gave me some hope and motivation. She shrugged. "I know it's hash browns. But it's just a family thing. As a child, th
______________________...We were back from the weekend getaway and neither Eric nor I had any progress with our girls. Kevin, on the other hand, had somehow managed to get back with Zoe, which surprised me because Zoe Wilkins always seemed like the most guarded among all of the girls. "She can't resist my long magic." I was so cringed out by kevin's boasting. Zoe seemed like a pretty reasonable woman, as much as I hated her for what she did, how the hell did she end up with someone like him?Then I realized it was a pot-kettle situation because my pumpkin had fallen in love with someone as ridiculous as me. I don't know about love being blind or deaf but it definitely was stupid.That was the only explanation for women like Rory and Zoe falling in love with men like me and Kevin."She doesn't even want to speak to me, man." Eric paced the room while I drank my alcohol. "At least yours is civil with you.""Rory and I have two children linking us together. She knows that she has t
__________________________...I had not started to show yet. I knew that because I was only twelve weeks along. But I enjoyed holding my belly out and pretending to be six months pregnant. I let out a chuckle to myself as I poked at my belly. "Someone's in a good mood." My smile disappeared as soon as I heard Rowan's voice. I looked up at him as he walked over to my desk. "What are you doing here?" I asked as if I did not know. Any day I had shown up at the office after I moved out, he would also be over by lunch time to ask me out for lunch citing reasons of wanting to spend time with his children. "My girls having fun today?" He completely disregarded my earlier question and sat down on the chair opposite mine. I gave him a warning glare. "My boy is going to be so offended when he finds out his father was expecting both girls." I pointed out. "Dad. Not father. Dad. There's a huge difference." I paused for a moment but nodded. He was right. There was indeed a huge differen
________________...The car ride to the hospital for the check-up was silent as the seas. Rowan gave off major nervous energy as he drove. I had told him to relax multiple times but the man would not listen. We were doing the amniocentesis test today and Rowan had almost fainted at the sight of the needle. "You can relax now." Dr. Derek Mathewson, brother of Ophelia Mathewson, grinned at Rowan. He just grunted in return. My gyneac had to take leave due to unforseen circumstances, which left the other gynaec in the clinic, Ophelia's brother, to do the procedure today. "Everything is looking great." While I was accommodating of him, understanding the fact that my spite with Ophelia had nothing to do with her brother as a person, Rowan seemed like he wanted to rip poor Derek's head off. "Thank you so much." "It says here you don't want to know the gender. Why is that?" He had the easiest grin on his face. The man seemed as though he had been doing this job for a while and was