had a little scaring from his own childhood and I hoped that one day he views himself as we do now with him interacting with the boys.
“Can you show me that cool technique?” Ethan said giddily. Hayden smiled and was dragged towards the backyard. Christian had already grabbed the ball and was offering it to him.
“Only quickly because me and your Aunt Cloves have to hit the road,” he said. He grabbed the ball and began bouncing it on his knee with no fault. Megan and I watched over them with admiration, admittedly it was an adorable scene. I remember last time Damon and I came and he was the same. He played with the boys building odd shapes and buildings out of Lego. He raced around the backyard exhausting himself in the process.
“We have good men surrounding us,” I said randomly. Megan agreed. We both fell silent. I think that we were both thinking about Dad. It had been many years now since he passed. I still missed him and it pained my heart to not be able to talk with him still. No matter how often I had come to terms with it, it still made me feel fragile to have lost him so soon. I think he would’ve been proud with the men we surrounded ourselves with. Even if nothing happened between Hayden and Megan, which I highly doubted, he was just the male role model the boys needed with their alcoholic, abusive father absent. Damon was a good role model as well and they really thrived off the visits. We had to make time to visit more.
I smiled to myself. I wonder if I would have a little boy too, or maybe it was a girl. I didn’t want one more than the other, I was grateful for either. I knew that Damon would be a fantastic father and I fantasized about us as a family. I grew in strength. I needed to stop doubting his intentions. I very much think that after the initial shock, Damon will be happy to hear the news. I knew him and I loved him. This child was just another extension of that love, I was certain he would view it as the same and I believed in that, because the alternative was too heartbreaking to continue to worry about.
Chapter Fifteen
H ayden and I spoke at length about some personal issues he had just been going through. Much to my surprise, he opened up and told me about a model named Amy who he had sort of been seeing. Ironically, as I kept my own secret hidden, he told me that she was claiming to be pregnant with his child. Amber, his personal assistant, who was very boisterous and intense, was very protective of Hayden. I hadn’t yet met her, but Megan had once worked with her for a while in a previous job at a warehouse years ago before she gave birth to Ethan. They recently began hanging out again because of the reconnection through Hayden. By the way Megan described her to me, she sounded as forward and rough as Megan could be, only with the Italian temper to back her up.
She was convinced it was a lie and made sure that nothing reached the public ear. After all the commotion and dramas of the situation, Hayden was able to prove that it wasn’t his. He felt both stupid and pained to know that she had tried to trick him after they’d known one another for so long and that she was only after the attachment to him for her own fame and pocket.
I felt rude by not opening up to him like he entrusted with me and telling him that I actually was pregnant, but I thought Damon had the right to be the first person to know–aside from my family. Hayden might have been what I considered as my best friend, but Damon still deserved to hear it first.
I comforted Hayden with kind words and he tried to charismatically palm them off. He told me months ago when he first came to Be True magazine that he was trying to find ‘the one’ and only
woman. I wasn’t sure how serious he was on that task but it