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AN: Sorry it took me so long to post today. I worked and then went to see my parents before I leave on Sunday. I will not be posting next because I'm going on vacation to visit family and friends back home in North Carolina. I have a week a lot of people to see. So I figured I would give you all a heads up now.

Chapter 3

BPOV

Since today was Saturday I decided that I would take Stevie to the park to play. There was one near my apartment complex so I we walked there. There weren't many people here yet so that was nice. I walked us over to the swings and put Stevie into the baby swing and started pushing him. It was times like these that got me thinking about my future more. I dint know why I've been thinking about it so much. I mean I'm only 24, I shouldn't want a family yet, I should just want to hang out and enjoy the single life. It doesn't matter anyway; the one woman I would want this with doesn't want me so I think I should just move on. I just wish I knew why exactly she is so scared.

As I continue to push Stevie on the swing I look around and see who's around me. Call me paranoid but I don't trust people and I like to know who is around me just in case. I keep looking around to keep an eye out when I see a flash of blond hair. For some reason I knew it was Rosalie, I don't know how but I knew so I looked back to that spot and there she is, my beautiful crush.

I continue to stare at her and try to figure out what she is doing here. I can't help but check her out. She's wearing a tight blue t-shirt, blue's my favorite color by the way, and she has her back to me so I get the perfect view of her ass in the jeans she is wearing, they hug her like a second skin. On her feet she's just wearing flip flops. I decide that it's rude to keep staring at her, but right when I go to look away from her I notice that there is a little hand in hers. I see her squat down in front of the little girl and say something to her. The little girl says something back and Rosalie nods her head, stands up and they both start to head our way.

I start to freak out because I don't want to scare her off when she sees me, but at the same time I want to know who the little girl is. Does Rosalie babysit her on the weekends? Is that why she refuses to work on the weekends? I decide to just turn my back to her and face Stevie so she won't know it's me until she gets here. I look down at my 5'11" frame to see what I'm wearing. I'm wearing my Ralph Lauren Polo blue jeans, Ralph Lauren Polo boots, and a black tank top. I look over at Stevie's stroller and see my black and blue button up shirt hanging over the handle bars so I know I won't have a chance to grab it. I try to think back and remember if Rosalie has seen any of my tattoos but I think the two times she has seen me it's been too dark for her to make them out.

Yeah, I have sleeves on my arms and tattoos on my shoulder blades of my dogs paw prints and their names underneath them. On my right forearm, I have a partial sleeve that revolves around music. There is a saying that says "Music is the art of thinking with sounds" and there are different music notes and lyrics wrapping around my arm. On my whole bicep, I have a phoenix in the mists of flames. On my left forearm, I have a whole Nightmare Before Christmas mural going all the way around it. On my bicep, I have hibiscus flowers floating on water. I have other tattoos on my torso, legs and lower back but they are all hidden for now. What can I say, I love tattoos. I have my ears gauged to a 2g and I have blue plugs in them for now. I also have snake bite piercings in my lower lip with black rings in them. My brown hair is pulled back so it shows the sides of my head which are shaved. I don't think she will know it is me until she is already here.

I can hear her getting closer and closer to me. I just want to turn around and smile at her, but I know if I do that she will turn around and leave again. The next thing I heard shocked me to no end and it took everything in me not to turn around in shock.

"Mommy look there's a baby in the swing! Can I go play with him?" I heard the little girl ask.

"We can ask his mommy if it's ok to play, but if she says no that means no. He's younger than you so it may not be the best idea." I heard my angel tell her daughter. Man that's a little weird to think that she already has a kid.

Next thing I know I feel a couple of taps on my shoulder.

"Excuse me miss, can I play with your son please?" The little girl asks me.

"Um, sure you can push him while he is in the swing." I tell her as quietly as I can so Rosalie doesn't hear me.

When the little girl starts pushing Stevie, I still didn't hear or see Rosalie so I decided to ask the little girl some questions.

"So what's your name sweetheart?"

"Sophie." She tells me.

"Well Sophie where is your mommy?" I ask her trying to figure out where Rosalie went.

"She's sitting on the bench right there."

"And what about your daddy?" I knew I shouldn't have asked a little girl this but I needed to know if there was someone else and that was why she wouldn't date me.

"I don't have a daddy." Sophie tells me as her face falls in sadness and I instantly feel guilty for asking such a question. Rosalie must have seen the expression on her daughter's face because I hear her rushing over. When Rosalie reached Sophie she had a fierce expression on her face when she faced me. As soon as she saw it was me it morphed into a shocked expression and then turned into a pissed off expression.

"What the hell did you say to her?" She demanded from me.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt her feelings. I just asked her where her mommy and daddy were because she was just over here and I was worried that she got separated from her family." I apologized and lied at the same time. I didn't want her to think that I was tracking her every movement.

"Oh well I'm sorry if she was disturbing your time with your son?" she said questioningly.

"Oh no, this is my godson Stevie. He is Alice and Victoria's son. I'm just watching him so the mommies can have some alone time with each other." I tell her. I don't want to hide anything from her.

"Oh, that's nice of you to do."

"Are you alright? I know you fell when I ran into you yesterday and then you took off before I could make sure."

"Yeah, it was no problem." She tells me.

"Can I ask how old your daughter is?" I ask her. I want her to tell me all about Sophie. I want her to trust me.

"She's two years old. She turns three in June."

"Oh so she's only got a couple months until her birthday. That's cool." I tell her.

"Yeah." After she says that there is an awkward silence and I try to think of something to say to her.

"Well we should be going and leave you two be." She says as she starts to stand.

"Wait! The kids are having fun so how about we just let them play and you tell me more about yourself. I've been trying to give you space but I can't do it anymore." I blurt out by accident. She has this weird look on her face before she just shakes her head at me.

"You've been avoiding me. I haven't seen you all week."

So she did notice that I wasn't around. I think to myself.

"I didn't want to pressure you so I figured if I give you space you will relax and then give me a chance."

"Okay we can talk, but can we sit close to the kids? I don't like to let Sophie out of my sight."

"That's no problem. Right here is perfect." I tell her. She just shakes her head a bit at me but has a smile on her face.

"You can be persistent in person can't you?" she asks me.

"That's why I wanted to give you space. I can't seem to help it around you." I say and smile at her.