Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 61657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Eager to show off my gorgeous fiancé, I called Gabe and Marcy right away to meet Mia. They had us over their house in Sausalito, located in the luxurious Yellow Ferry Harbor. We had dinner right on their deck surrounded by the waterfront with a spectacular view of Mount Tamalpais.
Mia had their little two-year-old daughter, Delilah, in her lap. The little girl was fascinated with the shiny sparkling rock on her finger.
“You know that they say? Diamonds are a girl’s best friend!” Marcy said with a laugh.
Gabe chuckled as his daughter touched the enormous rock on Mia’s finger, her big blue eyes fascinated. “Delilah really likes you! She usually is slow to warm up to people, but look at her! Right at home in your lap.”
With a gentle hand, Mia smoothed the little’s girl’s blonde hair. “She’s such a sweetie!”
“Do you two want to have children?” Marcy asked excitedly, looking at Mia and then me.
Gabe kissed her on the top of the head. “Wow, Marcy! Subtle!”
She swatted him away. “What? It’s an honest question.”
Gabe turned to Mia. “Excuse my nosy wife. Don’t answer that.”
Mia grinned, hugging Delilah to her. “It’s okay. I totally want kids!”
Hearing her say that only made me fall in love with her more, if that was even possible. Imagining Mia as a mother to my children made me smile. “I want to have kids too. Lots of them! A whole litter!” I agreed.
Mia looked at me and smiled. “Me too.”
Seeing her with little Delilah on her lap brought up emotions in me I never thought were possible. Mia as the mother of my children? Wow. There was no better person on this Earth to fill that role.
I wanted my children to benefit from having such a strong, intelligent woman as their mother. A role model for both our sons and daughters. An example of a woman beautiful inside and out.
On the ride home, Mia had nothing but nice things to say about my old friends. “Gabe and Marcy are awesome. That Delilah! Such a cutie!”
Grinning, I said, “You’re great with kids.”
She rested her head back on the headrest looking out the window. “I love kids.”
“Does it bother you that our kids won’t have grandparents aside from your mom?” I asked sadly. “That’s a lot of pressure for one grandparent.”
“Not at all!” Mia said happily. “She can handle it. She raised me all by herself.”
My own search for my parents prompted me to ask the private investigator to look into Mia’s deadbeat father. I’d been sitting on the information he’d found for over a week. It was the perfect time to broach the subject.
Clearing my throat, I said, “I hope you won’t get mad, but I asked my private investigator to find out about your father.”
Glancing over to her as I drove, Mia just stared at me, her big brown eyes open wide and her mouth agape.
I swallowed and rubbed my chin. Shit. Did I overstep our boundaries?
“Do you want to know who he is? Where he is?” I asked carefully.
Mia looked out the window and exhaled. “I…I don’t…” She stumbled over her words.
“I’m sorry. It was wrong of me,” I pleaded with her. “Don’t be mad.”
“I just need to think right now,” Mia said plaintively continuing to look out at the road speeding by.
The rest of the way home we didn’t talk. Silence filled the car and weighed on me heavily. I’d been such an ass to take it upon myself to find Mia’s father. I should have asked.
When we got home, Mia went straight into our bedroom. Wanting to leave her alone, I sat at my desk in my office hoping she wasn’t packing her things to leave me.
After only a few minutes, she came into my office and sat on my lap. Throwing her arms around me, she said, “Theo, it was sweet of you to look for my father.”
“I just thought that maybe you’d want to know.” Opening a drawer on my desk, I withdrew two envelopes. “I thought we might find out about our histories together.”
She took the envelope with her name on it and put it on my desk. “I have a mother that loves me and raised me.” She jabbed her finger on the envelope. It crinkled with each jab. “This guy in here is just a man, a sperm donor.” She pointed at the envelope with my name. “Your situation is different. You should learn about your parents if you want to. If I didn’t know my parents at all, I’d want to know. “
Unexpectedly, tears came to my eyes. Mia’s lack of bitterness was incredible. She really was a remarkable woman.
But my bitterness was still sharp and pungent.
Could knowing who my parents were dull that ache?
Looking in my eyes, Mia took my face in her hands, “No matter what is in that envelope, it doesn’t change who you are.”