Page 2 of No Right To Love You (Winter of Love #6)

Ocean

Two weeks ago

“Hey honey,” Honey… Another pet name that we use but don’t really give a damn about anymore or its meaning is what I call her as soon as she picks up her phone. “Are you going to be home early tonight?”

The reason for my asking isn’t related to anything like not wanting to see her. No, it’s more or less to know. We’ve built this routine. One that has changed who we are as parents and lovers.

January works at her dad’s law firm and while she’s doing amazing as a corporate lawyer, her father has gotten into her head over the years because she missed out on certain clients all because of her wanting to spend more time with our six-year-old, Zoe.

I don’t blame her at all. While her family Evans would I ever take that away from you?”

“No, you wouldn’t.” she answers.

“Good. Now, are you going to break your promise to our daughter, my sweet little lamb?” I don’t know where that came from considering I haven’t called her that in a year. Since the last time we went to Club Desire in Chicago.

“No, sir. I won’t.” she answers in such a sweet way, I almost forget that I’m mad she missed one of Jasmine’s volleyball games. A game that would take our baby girl to nationals. The only game that she claimed she could have made it to.

“Okay, good, sweet January. I will see you later, right?”

“Yes, baby.”

“Or else.” I usher my final warning because I know where we’re falling back into. A routine that’s become foreign to us.

Something has to change even if I have to reintroduce myself to my sub, my sweet January.