Single Daddy In The Club (Baby Daddies 1)

She smiled, “Is this for me?”

I winked, “I thought that I would do something romantic for once in my life. I didn’t make the croissants, but I did buy them.”

She laughed, “This is sweet, Hunter. You meet me at work with a rose. You set breakfast for me.”

I nodded, “And afterward you can go and lie down upstairs, and I’ll get to work and pick the kids up later.”

“A girl can get used to this,” she said as she kissed me gently on the lips.

I sure hope so, that was part of the plan. I don’t have a hidden agenda, apart from the more time I spend with her. The more I want her in my life. Not just for now, but for always.

Chapter Eleven

Nia

After Hunter had picked up the kids, I decided that I needed to go back to the apartment. It was my home and as much as I loved staying at his place. We needed to take things slowly, especially with Gia and Alex getting on so well. There was a time that I felt as if I knew everything about Hunter, but he just keeps surprising me all the time. First, the rose he brought as he picked me up from work and then breakfast in the garden. He was true to his word about taking care of me. I went to his bed and just smelling his woody scent on the sheets sent me to sleep.

Damn the man is like a dream come true!

One that I thought had been a nightmare, but in reality, he’s far from that. I hated myself for thinking that I could do without him in my life. That I wasn’t worthy when all he’s done is shown me the complete opposite.

After I picked my car from the parking lot at work. I couldn’t believe it when I saw what was waiting for me. A note from mom:

Nia,

Dom and I’ve gone to Vegas for the week, should be back next week. Hope you and Alex are well. You don’t need me around. You have Hunter. Just remember to be careful.

Carol

Great, she’d left. I shouldn’t have been surprised. That was part of the reason I started the single moms’ group so that times like this, I had a shoulder that I could rely on. Seeing as my mom was never around. She didn’t even sign it mom, but her name, Carol.

Then again, I didn’t even know what was happening with the group, Maybe I should forget about it. No one showed up last week, and the activity on the Whatsapp group has been non-existent. No one had been in touch, apart from Tiana. She wanted babysitting service from someone, anyone in the group and no one has responded. I didn't feel like responding because for the first time in a long time, I was floating on cloud nine.

But then my worst nightmare happened as my bedroom door opened. Mom wasn’t around, Alex was with Hunter. Who the fuck was in my apartment?

“I have a gun in my hand!”

It was a stupid thing to shout out because I was still holding the note from mom in my hand. Whoever it was, would realize that as soon as they came out of the dark into the light.

That was when he hit the switch and said, “Nia, darling it’s me.”

I blinked a couple of times because the man in front of me was an older version of the one that walked out on me the moment I told him that I was pregnant. I felt as if there a hurricane that was in the apartment.

“How the fuck did you get inside?”

“Your mom left and said that I should tell you…”

“What are you doing here?”

I didn’t wait for him to finish. There was a time that I had thought that he was attractive. Maybe would welcome him back with open arms, thinking that at last, he had come to his senses and that we could raise our son together. But that feeling died the moment I came home every single night and realized that he hadn’t changed his mind.

“We’ve got a child together.”

“We’re divorced,” I reminded him the moment he tried to get close to me. His once blue eyes were now dull a different shade of blue, and his hair was receding, and he was only twenty-eight. I had a feeling that something bad happened to him. Something had made him come back, and I knew damn well that it wasn’t me. Let alone his son. The one that he never wanted.

“It was a rough ride. You know me. I always had bad luck at work.”

It was called coming in late all the time and thinking that he deserved something without actually having to work for it. He was good at that, making me do double shifts to cover for him. Shit, I was weak and desperate back then. I turned a blind eye to his ways, but not anymore.