Page 119 of Saved By A Dark Billionaire
Olive:Good morning, my Knight. I hope you were able to get some sleep. I miss you terribly. Also, this stomach bug won't leave me alone. I'm still throwing up :(
Olive:I demand you make it stop.
My Knight:I wish I could. I miss you my Rose. Think mom and Lisa would notice if I fly back to you today?
His text made me grin so widely.
Olive:They would definitely notice. Your presence is very much noted when it's gone. I wish you could though. I need to be wrapped around you again. These next few days can't pass by fast enough.
My Knight:I need you, Olive. I need you desperately.
I was in the middle of typing my reply to Lucas when my phone buzzed with a text from Ian.
Olive:I need you too.
I sent it to Lucas before opening Ian's text.
#1 Best Friend: *gasp*She wakes before 10 now?
I laughed at his message. I used to be quite the sleepy head when I was younger.
Olive:She's grown now.
My Knight:Have fun today, and be careful with your dad. I love you my Rose.
Olive:I love you too, my Knight. Tell Lisa and your mom I say hi.
I got myself dressed for the day, ignoring the buzzing of my phone while I got ready. With my hair braided, and a thick turtleneck sweater dress and ankle boots on, I headed out.
#1 Best Friend:Look what I found.
It was a picture of a stuffed animal I had won for him at a fair the summer after freshman year.
#1 Best Friend:He's a little worn and torn, but still kicking it.
Olive:Oh my gosh! Poor little fella. He's had to deal with you for all these years xD
#1 Best Friend:Harsh.
#1 Best Friend:Come to the house at 2 today. Dad will be here then and mom's making dinner. She said she can't wait to see you again.
Mrs. Daniels was the absolute sweetest woman on this planet. She was joy and warmth bottled into a person. I missed her too when Ian left.
Olive:I can't wait to see her, too.
I snuck by the bookstore again, watching dad's new girlfriend. She was kind, and it only made me worry for her more. Kind people don't usually stand up for themselves. I hope I'm wrong. I decided to take a gamble and interact with her. I grabbed a book that looked interesting and went to check out.
"Did you find everything okay?" She asked me with a smile.
"Sure did." I nodded, smiling back. She rang me up, rubbing her stomach after she placed the book in a big.
"How far along are you?" I asked her.
"You can tell? I'm only about 15 weeks along." She blushed as she answered.
"I assumed since you kept rubbing it. You don't look big or anything." I tried to retract my rude ass question. I knew she was pregnant, but it didn't mean she actually looked it.
"Yeah. I've formed a habit of doing that now." She smiled down at her little bump as she rubbed it. "It helps me remember he's there."
