So this is a new idea that I really like, and I hope you d too. A review telling me if you're interested or want me to continue would be great.
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Chapter 1
"Mommy, are we there yet?" Erin heard her 4 year old son ask from the back seat.
"Almost." She answered, looking at him in her rear view mirror. She still couldn't believe the resemblance between him and his father, it warmed her heart and made it ache at the same time. Same blue eyes, freckles scattered across his face, his hair a dark brown with a slight Auburn tinge to it, one that his father always denied was really there.
Erin pulled into the grocery store parking lot and found an open spot.
"C'mon, Mason." She said, in a light voice. She always thought it was weird the way people with kids always make everything sound exciting or constantly talking in the high pitched tone. But now, she found herself always talking like that to her son. It was so natural.
She helped him out of his carseat and took hold of his hand as they made their way through the lot and into the store. She lifted him and placed him into the cart, she brushed her nose against his and his laugh echoed through the store. A woman turned and said to her that she had a beautiful son.
Erin just smiled and turned to walk away, pushing the cart around with her, occasionally tossing something into the cart.
"Momma, cheerios. " Mason said, pointing up at the box.
"Do you want to get cheerios, baby?" Erin smiled to her son, watching his little head nod up and down quickly.
She grabbed the box off the shelf and went to turn back to put it in the cart when she felt herself bump into someone.
"Oh, sor-" Erin began to say, but suddenly all the breath was stolen from her lungs and her entire body froze. She was looking at the same blue eyes her son had, the eyes that stole her heart 4 years ago.
This was crazy.
What was he doing in New York?
Their wide eyes were locked on each other's, and she assumed his shocked expression mirrored her own.
"Momma, cheerios." Mason said again, waving his hand in the air as if to regain her atttention.
She watched his eyes go even wider and turn to look at the child in the cart.
He looked at him for a moment, probably noticing the similarities between them.
"Hi!" Mason said, noticing him staring.
"Hi." He said back, turning again to look at Erin.
"Hi." He said quietly to her, taking the smallest step toward her.
"Hi." She whispered, meeting his eyes again. He looked the same for the most part, his muscular body, his short, neat haircut, his stubble a littel fuller than before.
Not much had changed in 4 years.
Except for everything.
"I have to go." He said, and she swore she could hear a sadness to his voice.
She nodded and turned and placed the cereal in her cart.
"Bye." Mason said, waving to him.
He waved back and turned to walk away but paused suddenly.
"Erin." He said.
She turned back around to face him.
"Do you still have my number in your phone? " He asked.
Se nodded.
"Do me a favour and call it...sometime." He said, smiling ever so slightly.
She nodded again.
"Bye, Jay." She said and watched him walk away.
That night, Erin lay awake, staring at the ceiling and her mind racing.
She turned to the table beside the bed and picked up her phone. She scrolled through her contacts until she saw his name. Her finger hovered over his name, she couldn't decide what to do. Before her mind had time to talk her out of it, she pressed his name and held the phone to her ear. The phone rang once, twice, and on the third ring, his voice filled her ears.
"Hello?" He said into the phone.
"Hey, Jay."