Dear Ex wife please take me back novel - Chapter 94

Chapter 94 ATHENA Alarm shoots through me for a second. "Wait... so you're in here alone?" He shrugs. "I like the cheese aisle." "Well, you clearly have good taste," I murmur, then glance around again, making sure no one's watching. "Okay, I'll walk you to the entrance so you can wait safely for your dad, alright?" He shakes his head, arms folded stubbornly. "Nope. I'll only go if you promise to play with me." I blink. "Play with you?" He nods, his curls bouncing.

"You can be the queen, and I'll be the knight. And then maybe we can eat cheese." I try not to laugh, but a giggle slips out anyway. "That's a very specific bribe, little man." Rayen beams. "So, do you promise?" I'm about to answer when I hear a voice behind me. "She doesn't usually make promises to men under four feet, but you might be the exception." I freeze. I slowly turn, and there he is. Alex.

Standing a few feet away in a white button up shirt, sleeves pushed up to reveal his smooth forearms, a coffee in one hand, and a raised brow that's already judging me in twelve different ways. He looks between me and Rayen, amused. "You're in so much trouble, young man." he looks down at his son. Rayen immediately runs to him and grabs his hand, pulling him forward. "Daddy come see a princess!" My heart stumbles over itself. Wait, what?

I stare between them, my mouth probably hanging open because Rayen looks back at me proudly and says, "See? She's pretty, right?" I blink. Alex chokes on his coffee. I may never recover. I stare at Rayen and then back at Alex, my heart under my feet as I blink. "What- no, I mean..." I stutter, still trying to process the absurdity of this whole situation. I'm trying so hard not to die of embarrassment.

Sloane and Isabelle come around the corner, their voices getting louder as they argue over some random grocery item, completely oblivious to the tension in the air. Sloane's head jerks up as soon as she spots us. "Oh wow, what's this? The reunion of the year?" Alex, who's still holding his coffee cup like it's a weapon, shoots a glare her way. "Why haven't you been picking up my calls?" "Haha! Come on, cuz.