Chapter 92\u00a0<\/p>\n
<42\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stared at him sospiringly. That cough had sounded fake to me, like he wrying to cover up laughing or maybe keep himself from saying something\u00a0<\/p>\n
hey\u00a0<\/p>\n
Let for gt you some water, Sarah called from the kitchen, having heard all the commotion\u00a0<\/p>\n
Te fine, really, Tristan said, but his eyes were still watering from all the coughinz\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mommy, can we play house now? Lily asked, clearly bored with all the adult conversation happening around her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sure, sweetheart. Why don\u2019t you take Uncle Tristan and Aunt Athena to your playroom?\u201d Sarah suzzested, wiping her hands on a dish towel as she came\u00a0<\/p>\n
into the living room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCome on, come on! Lily wizzled in my arms until I put her down, then grabbed both my hand and Tristan\u2019s hand to drag us toward the back of the house.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As we walked, I caught Tristan looking at me with this expression I couldn\u2019t quite figure out. It wasn\u2019t exactly amused anymore, but it wasn t serious either.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was something in between, something that made my heart speed up all over again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just like any other night, huh?\u201d he said quietly, so only I could hear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I felt my cheeks get hot again. \u201cShut up, I whispered back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t say anything\u00a0<\/p>\n
You didn\u2019t have to.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He laughed softly, and the sound made something flutter in my chest. Even when was embarrassed and flustered and completely out of my comfort zone,\u00a0<\/p>\n
he could still make me feel like maybe everything was going to be okay.\u00a0<\/p>\n
During the play session, I watched the way Tristan was with Lily and couldn\u2019t help but stare at him. He\u2019d have been such a good dad.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was heartbreaking to think he never got the chance to hold his own child. My eyes started to water, but I held back the tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMommy, come here!\u201d Lily called me, making me pause a little. Tristan\u2019s head she toward me immediately, his face worried.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I smiled instead of getting sad. Even though I\u2019d lost my child, I had children Lily and Liam. They filled a space in my heart I thought would stay\u00a0<\/p>\n
may lower.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019m here, baby,\u201d I said, walking toward her and tickling her. Her laughter filled the room in seconds, bright and infectious.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t know how long we stayed in that playroom, but Sarah had to drag us out because lunch had turned into dinner without any of us noticing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I lifted up from immediately when I saw him and kissed his chubby cheeks, making him giggle. Mama wanna eat,\u201d he said, his words still uns bear but his\u00a0<\/p>\n
He loved food just like his dad and uncle. Some things definitely ran in the fami\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan and I spent the whole day at Orion\u2019s place. We finally decided to leave won it was getting late and because Tristan had a race to get to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When we got to the racing center, I parked my car in their lot The parking fee huge, but if you didn\u2019t pay it and something happened to your car, that\u00a0<\/p>\n
was your problem.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
19:38 Tue, Jan 6 T\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 92\u00a0<\/p>\n
I made a mental note to never bring a car here again. Maybe I should get a bikestead. The idea actually excited me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
42%\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGood luck.\u201d I called after Tristan as he headed to the starting point. I knew he didn\u2019t really need it because he was incredible at what he did, but I wanted\u00a0<\/p>\n
to say it anyway.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had another reason for following him here tonight. I wanted to watch how he red, see how he balanced through all those dangerous turns.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I also just loved watching him ride. There was something about the way he move with the bike, like they were one machine instead of two separate things.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There were seven riders today, and I silently prayed they weren\u2019t all planning to gang up against Tristan like the last time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I focused my gaze on the starting line as the whistle echoed across the arena. All the bikes shot forward together like bullets from a gun, but my eyes never\u00a0<\/p>\n
left Tristan.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The track was brutal tonight. Sharp turns that could send you flying into the concrete walls if you took them too fast.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Long straightaways where riders could hit dangerous speeds before having to brae hard for the next curve. Jumps that launched the bikes into the air, and\u00a0<\/p>\n
if you didn\u2019t land just right, you\u2019d go tumbling across the asphalt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan started in third place, but I could see him calculating his moves. He was rushing, wasn\u2019t trying to push ahead too early. He was being smart about\u00a0<\/p>\n
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