Lexi, Baby by Lynda LeeAnne Read Free Book Online

took his bad days out on me,
but he never took them out on Layla and he always made up for it.
Sometimes he just said things he didn’t mean in the heat of the
moment. I’d just roll my eyes and ignore him.
    Ryan also tried to spoil us. He tried to
give me money or buy groceries, or buy Layla expensive toys, but I
refused to let him unless it was for something special. I had
become dependent on someone emotionally once before and the last
thing I wanted was to become dependent on Ryan financially. Since
becoming partner at Simon, Gregor & Stevenson Accounting he
made a killing, but I wanted to earn everything for myself and my
baby girl.
    I made just enough money to pay my share of
the rent and utilities, my awesome, used, red, four-door, 4x4 Ford
F150, and anything the princess needed or wanted. I rarely bought
anything for myself unless absolutely necessary. Not that I minded,
buying things for Layla and receiving a smile brighter than the sun
was like Christmas for me.
    Another minor hiccup, on the verge of being
major, was the fact that Ryan never spent the night and it was not
for lack of trying. Our sex life was fantastic and always
passionate, but it only happened at his place. It was frustrating
spending nights apart, but surprisingly, Trish was the one who put
her foot down.
    Yes, we’re still roomies .
    Trish would always say it wasn’t appropriate
for Layla to see us sleeping and waking up together until Ryan and
I were engaged, or at least living together. I had to admit she was
right. Miss Promiscuous Aunt T was right. Ryan fussed at first, but
it died down quickly. I stayed at his place every chance I
could.
    Our relationship was wonderful. It was
simple, it was easy and it worked.
    I loved him.
     
     
     

Chapter Two
Present
     
    As soon as the graduation ceremony was over
I went in search of everyone. When I hit the steps outside the
arena I heard Trish shout, “Hey bitch!” from somewhere down below.
I looked and found Trish, Mom, Dad, Layla and Ryan standing at the
bottom of the steps. Ryan was flashing the dimple and Princess was
sitting on his shoulders waving. I could feel the tears coming.
    I jogged down the stairs chanting “it’s
over, it’s over, it’s over!” and ran straight up to my man and baby
girl who was now five years old.
    I gave Ryan a soft kiss on the lips.
“Congratulations sweetheart,” he said in my favorite velvety voice
and I smiled at him.
    “Mommy, can we go eat now? I’m hungry!”
Layla called out. I looked up at my beautiful, black haired, eyes
now as amber as a lioness, little princess. She was dressed
head-to-toe in a pink outfit that included a hot pink flowered
headband and a matching ruffled, belted dress that read “Mommy
Rocks” topped off with pink lip gloss and pink cowgirl boots. My
heart fluttered at her beauty.
    “You better bend down here and give Mama
some sugar before I pass out from diabetic shock.”
    She gave me a huge smile. “Mama, you always
says that, silly.” She immediately bent over and gave me a big,
wet, sloppy smack on the mouth while I squeezed her still chunky
cheeks.
    “Hey, you may be my little princess, but
you’ll always be my baby.”
    “Love you Mama,” she said happily.
    “How much?” I asked her.
    She opened her arms wide and said “This
much!”
    I laughed and said, “I love you more than
the whole wide world baby.”
    I squeezed her little foot and turned to my
parents; both were teary eyed. I walked to them and gave them a
huddle hug. “I love you, honey, I’m so proud of you.” Dad was
choked up.
    “I knew you could do it. We love you so
much,” Mom said.
    I was overwhelmed with emotion.
    “Thank you both for everything. If it
weren’t for you... I just... I wouldn’t...” I was blubbering
now.
    “Sweetheart, this is supposed to be a happy
moment. Let’s all stop crying, ok?” Dad said. Ryan started rubbing
my back.
    “Yeah, come on, I’m starving!” Layla
called out impatiently.
    “Hey bitch!