CHAPTER TWO- A good thing
Before she it knew he was there carrying bags of groceries into her apartment. Some bags were from target and others from Kroger.
Andrea put her niece in front of the TV, and helped Philip unload the bags.
"You brought way too much stuff," she said looking everything. There was enough for several meals, not just one.
"I could not decide what I wanted to cook, so I brought it all. Figured there would be other times," he said taking in her beauty.
"You promised just dinner," she said softly.
"Well, I was hoping I would end up being here for breakfast too," Philip said leading over to kiss her lips.
She closed her eyes slowly kissing him back. It felt right. She could never deny he was a good lover. And there was chemistry between them.
Why could she never tell him no? Here he was taking control again, after he promised to take things slow this time. So much for her time alone. She knew where this was going.
"Let's see how dinner goes first," Andrea says finally pulling away. She smoothes her blonde curls, then returns to the living room to see Addison is watching Sofia the first.
Every time Andrea looks at the little girl,she sees Amy. But her sister saw someone else. Her rapist. Andrea knew Amy regret not getting the abortion, but she was going to make sure that the little girl never found out about how she came to be. Whoever her father was would never get near Addison, Andrea silently promised herself for the hundredth time.
"It's about bedtime. Can you tell Mr. Philip goodnight?" She says sweetly running her finger through the dark blonde curls.
"Night night," she says in her chipmunk sounding voice.
"Goodnight Princess," he says reaching into one of the white plastic bags and handing her a stuff pink Minnie Mouse toy. Addison reaches over and hugs him silently. Andrea smiles taking Addison to her bedroom.
She comes back a few minutes later seeing Philip working away in the kitchen. She smells the food cooking, causing her to tummy to growl.
"Anything I can do?"
"No. I am almost done," he says calmly.
"You know that you don't need to buy Addison gifts. I don't want her to get confused about all this," she says quietly.
"It was a ten dollar stuff animal from Target. I don't think that is where the confusion is. That is on you. I can leave now if you want. Take my meal to go. But I think you should relax and give this relationship another chance. Who knows? You might find out you like me more then you care to admit," he says slightly annoyed.
She knew he wanted answers. Hell, he was demanding them. She also knew this game too. Play like he did not care if she wanted him or not. Hard to get. But still it was working on her now.
"You are right. I overreacted. I have all this stress. Before Amy committed suicide she wanted to try find Addison's father. You know, to tell him how much that night hurt her. Whoever he was roughed her up pretty bad during their sexual intercourse. I discouraged her. Maybe if she had found him then she still be here. Could have cured her somehow to confront him," she says softly.
"Andrea, you were right. From what you said this guy sounds dangerous. You were only protecting your sister. You should no guilt," he says wrapping his arms around her.
"Do you think I should find him? Just to get him to sign all his legal rights away to Addison. My fear is that this psychopath will try to take her away from me," she says softly. Losing Addison would be like losing Amy all over again.
"No. Don't. I mean all Amy had was this guy's nickname. Which you told me what it was. It is laughable. He won't be listed on Facebook or Twitter under that name. You have no idea what he looks like other then she says he had blue eyes, was a white male, and wore a Gun and Roses shirt that night. It's like a needle in a haystack. Besides what if you get hurt during this search. You can't risk it," he said softly.
"You are right. That jerk probably wouldn't what to take responsible anyways. If I saw him, I don't know what I would do. He killed my sister emotionally. Took away all her innocence. She was never the same. No-one's first time should be like that. He took away my sister. My heart," Andrea says looking into his blue eyes.
"I lost my wife and daughter three years ago. I understand your pain. I told you when things get tough, I am here for you," he whispers.
He reaches down to pull a pan out of the oven. She sees he has made truffle fries and cheeseburgers. Everything looks so perfect. He is such a great cook. She wonders where he learned to cook, but she knows very little about him. Other then his clear devotion for her and Addison.
"I appreciate you so much," Andrea says kissing his cheek. He hands her a plate of food. He then offers her a beer, which she accepts. The two go into the living room to eat their meal in front of the TV.
The movie It's Complicated comes on. She lays her head on his shoulder watching Steve Martin and Alec Baldwin fight for Meryl Streep's attention.
"You can stay all night. I will let you cook me breakfast," She says looking into those blue eyes of his once more.
"You ready to move in with me?" he says pulling her closer.
"We got a good thing going here. Let's not rush it," she says softly kissing him again. She then grabs his hand leading him into the bedroom. She did not see things going this far so soon, but it felt right somehow.