When Anne had agreed to the trip to Disneyland, she probably hadn't been thinking straight. It was the middle of the day and California was hours away. She didn't know how it was going to go, but seeing Asher happily talking to her kids gave her such reassurance that she could take a break from obsessing over everything, since he was there. "Mommy, is uncle Ash our daddy?" Anne heard Danny ask and she felt her blood run cold. She'd suspected bringing the boys with their real father, with neither of them knowing it would probably be awkward, but she hadn't expected it to happen this early. Asher however did not look the least bit affected. His eyes were straight ahead, but his bulging cheeks belied the fact he was trying to hold in his laugh. "No silly!" Damien replied before she could say anything. "It's uncle Trevor." Anne mentally gave herself a facepalm. She'd assumed wrongly that Damien would somehow come to the rescue. "Could you tell me more about this uncle Trevor?" Asher

Asher didn't know which creeped him out more; the fact that Anne actually had a boyfriend or the fact that her supposed boyfriend who the twins had referred to as their father had just kidnapped the children. "What do you mean he's your boyfriend?" Asher asked, trying to keep the venom out of his voice. "I mean he was, or that's what I thought. We've been having problems and we never officially broke up," she said, looking like she was on the verge of tears. "but he's never done anything like this before." Asher walked forward, deciding to go further instead of standing to listen to the crap she would say next. He couldn't believe she'd let him do things to her, touch her all those times when she still had a boyfriend, but he couldn't believe even more how much it hurt him. The address bore the same name as the street they were on so they just had to find the number. Whomever this Trevor was, he was clever. Frederick had been his bodyguard for years and even though the man was get

One would have thought that after having her name in the news more than once, Anne would have become used to it but she wasn't. It still scared and shocked her each time. She looked at the picture in the article and noticed how perfectly edited it was. Sure they had kissed, but the environment hadn't been as bright and romantic as it appeared in the picture. "So?" Lola asked, leading her to a seat. "Tell us. Or me. Jake doesn't seem interested." Sure enough, Jake was washing dishes and appeared to be in a league of his own, completely ignoring them. She didn't understand why he was acting distant. Sure she knew he probably liked her at some point, but he'd been the one to convince her to go out with Asher in the first place. "I think you broke his heart babe." Lola whispered so loudly, both Jake and probably even the customers outside could hear. "Someone's in love." "Just stop it." Anne said."Well say something or I'm gonna keep searching for things to say." Anne sighed, unsure

"Oh," he said, looking unsure of himself. "You're sure?" She sucked in a breath. "I am.""Alright, then," he said, smoothening his shirt and moving backwards. She watched him leave and began wondering if truly, she'd made the right decision. He got into the car without even one last glance in her direction and signaled his men to zoom off. As she walked over to Lola's car, it felt like she was seeing him for the last time. "Why did he go, mom?" Damien asked. "He said he would come get us." "Well he isn't coming." She said gruffly. "Please drive, Lola." Lola gave her a look, but simply did as she was told. "Where are we going exactly? The bakery or your home?" "The bakery I guess." She said, thinking. "I've left the bakery in the hands of Jake at the slightest inconsistencies in my life and I hate to see it become a habit." "I would do the same if I were you. Don't beat yourself up." ***As Asher was driven back home in his car, he felt like the biggest fool there was. He w

The nerve of that woman, Anne thought, vibrating in anger. She was more mad at the fact that her grandmother was playing the matchmaking game with her just hours out of a hospital than she was about possibly spending the night with Asher. She wondered what her grandmother even hoped to achieve. Did she really want her twenty three year old daughter who also happened to be a single mother, to spend an entire night with a man she had just met some minutes ago? She probably just hoped they would spend the evening together. If she didn't, then she was not an average grandmother. She thought of bailing on Asher and going somewhere else just to spite her grandmother, but she had practically no social life and no money either so she was practically stuck with him. She sat on the terrace steps and heard his footsteps before she saw him. "You're happy now, aren't you? I've been locked out by my overzealous grandma. You promised me you'd never show your face again. Is this how easily you br