Commando (Rogue Rebels MC 1)

I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively at her.

She just rolled her eyes at me and said, “Is sex all you think about?”

The question was rhetorical because she turned her back without waiting for an answer and left me standing there alone.

Chapter Twelve: Hailey

I was in the kitchen making dinner while Noah babbled on about his day at daycare and the new friend he made that day.

It hadn’t been long since we got home and I was so very glad that Noah was able to be on campus with me. It made my life so much easier because I didn’t know how else I would have been able to juggle classes, mothering and working part time.

I savored spending the quality time with my son, treasuring the minutes because they were becoming rarer with the demands of school.

Dinner was a simple pasta fare with cleverly cloaked veggies that Noah downed without realizing. We had his favorite desert – a slice of chocolate cake.

He helped me clean up afterward. In the way of kids, he made more of a mess in the process but I had fun watching him have try.

Next, we moved to the bathroom and he had a bath. I would have to clean up after that too because he got to rigorous in his splashing.

After Noah was all cleaned up and dressed in Spiderman pajamas, we read a bedtime story and tucked into in to his bed.

“Good night, baby boy,” I said, smoothing his hair back to kiss his forehead

“Good night, Mommy,” he returned, speech slurred.

He yawned and I knew that his droopy eyes meant he would be fast asleep within minutes.

After cleaning up the bathroom and tidying up the living room, I pulled out my books and knocked out some homework before studying up the chapter that would be discussed in one my classes tomorrow.

I yawned and wiped my sore eyes after some time had passed.

Looking at the clock on the wall, I saw that three hours had already passed in what felt like the blink of an eye.

I put my books away and got up to stretch the kinks out. I checked on Noah, confirmed that he was sleeping peacefully then went to take a shower.

I dressed in an old tee shirt and a cotton panties. I pulled my hair up into a messy bun then patrolled the house one last time to make sure everything was secure.

I was about to turn into bed when my cell phone rang.

My heart jumped in my chest thinking it might be Wyatt despite the horrible way the talk we had had gone a few hours before. I had mostly been successful in keeping my mind off him and what had transpired between us earlier but there was no avoiding it now.

I was resolved in keeping my distance from him.

For a moment while we talked earlier I had faltered, thinking I saw pain his eyes at my words but the imagined emotion was gone as fast as I thought it appeared. He had been his old, no-care self.

I was slightly disappointed. A small part of me had harbored a secret desire that he would have fought to convince we that we could be more than fuck friends. His phone calls after we had parted ways at the library made me think he might want more than “benefits”. But when his last words to me have been about sex in bio class, I knew it was hopeless for us.

Our talk just convinced me that I had made the right decision.

A clean break from Wyatt was for the best.

Still, I was frozen for a moment as I watched the phone vibrate on the bedside table.

I slowly reached for it and looked at the caller ID.

I released the breath I had been holding as I read the name.

It wasn’t Wyatt.