Dominic

It's been seven weeks since I brought Vanessa to the orphanage so she could speak to management about her idea and it's finally the day of the launch.

My parents, siblings, father-in-law, Frank and a few other people are all here at the orphanage to witness the launch.

Though Frank suggested that we should have the press, I instantly turned down the suggestion as I don't like to publicize everything that I do for the children. Given the honor of cutting the ribbon is Penelope, who is finally out of the hospital. Just as she cuts the ribbon, we all give a round while standing behind her.

Before I can say a word, the children excitedly run towards their extended and improved playground by stepping on the ribbon, making me look over Vanessa, who stands right next to me and she chuckles. Even with all the children screaming, I feel like speaking to her right now, so I lean toward her.

"You did it," I proudly say to her.

She nods, her lips curved into a smile. "Yes, but you also had a role to play."

"I know I did, but that was the small part of it. Since you were able to handle this, you'll definitely be ready for your hair care line."

Her smile fades as she looks away. "We'll talk about that later."

I straighten up with a sigh, already understanding that she has something to say about the team that I came up with.

Just as we both watch the children play around, I sense her from the corner of my eye looking down and when I look over, she's on her phone.

"Do you think this is the time for that?" I ask

"I'm just texting Mia about the time we're meeting up today."

"Oh, it's Mia?"

"It's not always Patrick. Give it a rest." She rolls her eyes.

I clear my throat, a little embarrassed. "How can you blame me when he calls you more frequently now that he's busy with work and you seem to be the one person he constantly wants to talk to?" She scoffs. "Don't even go there."

"I just don't understand why-"

"Shh! Here they come!"

She gestures behind us using her eyes and I figure out that everyone's getting closer to our spot.

Putting aside what I have to say to her, we turn around together and approach everyone so we can meet halfway.

My mom instantly embraces Vanessa and says, "Congratulations, my daughter. Once again, I have no doubt in my mind that when it's your turn to become parents, you'll be amazing!"

Though everyone chuckles with amusement, Vanessa's eyes widen a little as she glances at me with a fake smile.

I look over at Frank and he just subtly shrugs at me.

Until now, Vanessa's not yet pregnant and hearing everyone share the same sentiment right after my mom, makes it a little awkward for Vanessa and me. We've never spoken about it ever since we fucked at the hotel that night, which was over seven weeks ago.

Though I haven't touched her intimately in such a long time, seeing her whenever I'm back home from my business trips always feels like a new experience. She's been changing up her style and I like everything I see. Everything always looks good on her no matter what it is.

Before, all I did was lust after her but seeing how far we've come, I've come to appreciate more than just her voluptuous figure.

Since our parents have other engagements to attend to, they leave right away, my father-in-law delaying by a few minutes just so he can have a word with me regarding the investor.

After he also leaves, Vanessa, Frank, Jake, Sophie and I take over in the cafeteria, serving the children's meals while they wait in line for their turn.

Though I interact with them as I put lots of vegetables on their plates, something that's been on my mind becomes too difficult to keep to myself, so I whisper to Vanessa since she's right next to me at the end of the serving line.

"I'm still thinking about that comment about the children," I whisper to her.

"Yeah and I have to

know but when do you think

looks at me in

I not ask when

you'll be the

"I better be."

next to you because I can hear you!" Frank

were and we chuckle at the same time, glad we weren't busted. There was a time when I thought she'd never completely warm up to

serving the children, I have a tray with me meant for Vanessa as she waits at our table, engaged in conversation with

a while to get to them as Frank walks beside

I could get used to coming here every day," he says.

having it because you helped out,"

I should come here

my apron rings, so I take it out with enthusiasm

smile while I look

third time today since we still haven't come up with anything

tighten the grip on my tray after holding onto

"Will you meet him?"

what happens, I'll make sure I find a solution to this. I can't keep giving that piece of shit money all the

realizing it was wrong of me to say that in the

and only

in the first place was because of Carmella but

she's back

way. She would definitely

tell you when you want nothing to

always says when she texts me on random numbers. I've even lost count of how many times I've blocked her. At this point, it's clear she'll text me forever but it doesn't matter. It's taken some time, I feel

you talking

it is I felt

her anymore and you and Vanessa are closer than

"We're just friends."

"Of course you are."

for the hair care

happen. Well, that's for you

Shane is already there,

around before I make my move

do,

late," I nonchalantly say to him, tossing the money at his feet. "There

glare, he crouches down. "Fuck

get for still wanting to do this in person. And I'll never let it go how you tried to get more

he rises to his feet. "I'll see you

because I'll definitely put a stop to this, but I choose

the car, I call Vanessa and

go?" she asks from the

went just as expected. I have him off my back

"Yeah, until 6 p.m."

5 p.m.," I correct her. "You need to be ready for the

better at not spending too much

"There's barely any difference."

disbelief and I'm certain

but if I'm being honest, I'm

Vanessa

ride feels long and the silence only amplifies my racing heart. I also can't seem to keep my eyes in their normal state as

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