Chapter 59

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Copyright © 2019 Nicole Mckoy

Zoey P.O.V.

"That was the last box," Stewart said as he sat the box down by all the rest.

"Thanks," I said as I got up off the couch.

"You're welcome," he said as I approached him.

"I guess I need to get over to Caleb's and drop the car off," I said.

"You want me to follow you so you have a ride back home?" Stewart asked.

"You at Caleb's condo building? I don't think that's a good idea," I said.

"Zoey I don't care about him. I care about you and your well being. I also care about our child growing inside you," Stewart said.

Stewart reached out and touched my flat stomach.

"I want to be here for every stage of your pregnancy," Stewart said.

He cupped my face in his hands and leaned down to kiss me but I denied him.

"Zoey... come on are you seriously still being cold towards me. Who just brought all your boxes up here?" he questioned.

"I said I would have done it myself. You refused to let me because I'm pregnant," I said.

"You're damn right I refused to let my pregnant girlfriend lift heavy boxes up here," he said.

"Didn't I break up with you," I said.

"We both know you didn't mean it baby," Stewart whispered.

He leaned down and nuzzled my neck and I giggled.

I ran my hand up the back of his neck into his hair as he took in my scent.

"I want a baby girl that looks just like her beautiful momma," Stewart whispered.

I blushed as his lips brushed my skin.

"I need to get going," I said.

I pulled away and Stewart eyed me and licked his lips.

"Stop staring at me like that," I said shyly.

"I can't," he said as he bit his bottom lip as I could just see him undressing me with his eyes.

"You naughty man," I giggled.

"You know the dirty things I like to do to you," he said huskily.

"Stewart behave," I said.

"Whatever baby. I'm going to go take a leak then we can go," he said.

"Sounds good," I smiled as he walked back to the bathroom.

As Stewart used the bathroom I texted Caleb.

I wanted him to know I was coming back over to drop his car off.

I texted him...

"Moved all my stuff out of your condo. I'm headed back over to drop the car off."

Caleb texted me right back....

"Don't bother. I'm already at your place. We need to talk."

The next thing I knew there was a knock at the door.

I got nervous.

That couldn't be Caleb.

I walked to the front door and unlocked it.

I opened the door and Caleb was standing on my doorstep.

"Hey," he said calmly.

Shit!

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