Karina’s POV

I dash upstairs to the guest room and grab my bag, haphazardly throwing items into it. Just as I’m about to stomp downstairs and fetch Aiden, I break down on the bed. I start crying, because I haven’t been kissed for six years! Six fuckin’ years! I cry for 10 minutes straight before I regain myself. Suddenly a thought comes to mind, ‘I had kissed back. I had wrapped my arms around him. I had pressed myself into him. I had felt something, love. That was the first time I had felt love for anyone except Aiden in the last six years. The last time I had felt love for a man was Aiden’s father and that had not turned out well.’ I sat there on the bed, thinking about the kiss and how wrong it was. I wasn’t ready to be in love again, or was I? I touched the tingling spot on my lips that he had kissed. I just lightly brushed it and I almost felt my body buzz with pleasure. This felt so right, but I didn’t think I was ready.
I collected myself enough to go downstairs and grab Aiden before I was going to bolt from the house. I slowly walked down the steps until my feet hit the last one. I took a deep breath, and then stepped into the brightly lit kitchen, to see all the boys at the table eating breakfast. I immediately stiffen when Harry looks up at me and gives a small nod. I just nod back before saying, “Aiden we have to go home. Now.” He gives me the ‘are you kidding me look.’ I just shake it off and put out my hand, helping him up from the table. I hand him his little bag and march him to the door where Aiden quickly thanks Harry and Nicholas before we bolt out the door. As soon as the door closes, I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. Now that I was in a Harry free space, I could actually think. “Mommy,” Aiden says, “why were you kissing Mr. Harry?” I stare at him motionless. I finally choke out, “Why do you think I was doing that?” He just sighs and answers, “Me and Nicholas were peeking in the kitchen window.” I just groan and walk up to our front door. As Aiden comes in, I can see him fidgeting with his fingers and looking at the ground. I just huff and walk into the house, making a straight run to the couch. I needed a break.

I get up from the house for the first time in the last hour to pick up the ringing phone. I walk into the kitchen and pick it up, without even looking at the caller ID.“Hello,” I say in a sleepy voice. “Karina,” I can hear Harry question at the other end. “Why are you calling,” I mumble as I walk back into the living room, plopping onto the couch. “I was um, wondering, um if you might, maybe want to go, you know, um on a date with, me?” he stutters out. “Are you fuckin’ kidding me,” I say, now fully awake, not a bit sleepy. “You know, you don’t have too. I was just asking,” he says at the end. I sigh and say, “I don’t think I’m ready for a date yet. Just a few days ago, I was wishing I could throw you off a cliff,” I say in a ‘matter of factly tone.’ “Um, ok,” Harry says, and I can tell he’s at a loss for words. “Ok, bye,” I say, desperate to end the call. I quickly hang up the call and fall back onto the couch. ‘He just asked me out on a date for shit’s sake!’ I sit there breathing heavily and just think about what my life had become. Two weeks ago I had none of this. I was living in England. Aiden had a new best friend. I had the help of Harry, if you could even call it help. Uggh, my life might be headed towards something amazing, but what if it was headed towards something bad? I stuff one of the couch pillows in my face as I stare up at the ceiling. There were too many what ifs in life. Too many, what if it turns out bad? What if it turns out good? Too many. That was my last thought before I drifted off to sleep, too tired to do anything else.

I slowly open my eyes to see a faint line of moon light streaming through an open window.I groan and sit up. I look around and discover that I fell asleep on the couch. I just sigh and stretch, sore from sleep. I walk into the kitchen, wrapping my sweater tighter around my body. As I open the pantry door for something to eat I spot the clock that reads: 3:56am. Great, I won’t be able to get back to sleep after this. Finding nothing in the pantry, I open up the freezer and pull out some Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. I quickly open it up and decide to go and sit on the couch again. Turning the T.V. on, I decide to watch one of my shows that I can’t watch with Aiden around, Switched at Birth. As I watch the story unfold within the T.V. I can’t help but let my thoughts wander just a little. And soon, I find myself thinking about Harry. And somehow, it miraculously puts me back to sleep.

I wake up to see bright sunlight shining into the living room and a little face staring into my eyes. “Mommy,” Aiden says as he continues to stare at me. “Yes buddy,” I say as I start to rise from the couch to see melted ice cream in a cup, sitting on my lap. Shit. “We’re going to be late for my dentist appointment,” he tells me as he walks into the kitchen and sits down at the table. I look at my watch and see the time says: 9:53am. His appointment was at 10:00am. Double shit.

Notes

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