Roya
My worst fu.cking nightmare.
My very worst nightmare!
Bryton Sawyer?
What, in the name of all that is holy?
Of all the places I've lived since he walked out of my life, I ended up in the same town as him?
My heart sank to my feet, and I ran away when I realized my baby was talking to Bryton. I should have known something wasn't quite right. Jaxson had been badgering me to let him say hello to the husbands of the women I met for dinner tonight. I'd said no, he listened. He sat and ate very little of the burger and fries he had asked me for. Of course, I knew he wouldn't eat much; Jaxson's stomach just can't hold much food. That's why he has to drink a food substitute each night to ensure he gets the nutrients his body needs daily.
The women we met tonight, Emilee, Della, Mia
