A weekend with the Alpha novel Chapter 35

Almost an hour later, I stepped out of my bedroom with Diya behind me and I made my way to the front door. I opened and my eyes glanced around to see where he was, and when I didn't, I wondered whether he had gotten tired and given up the fight, but Aaron wasn't one to give up that easily. Not the Aaron I'd gotten to know these past few weeks.

My eyes travelled down the street and I saw a Black Mercedes parked there and as soon as I caught sight of it, the car turned on and it moved toward my front door. It packed and out came the dashing Aaron in simple khaki trousers and a White polo. He had glasses over his face and his hair was in the same bun it was when we met yesterday. He closed the car and locked it before approaching the front door, where I stood with Diya. With every step he took, my heartbeat increased. I was certain I could not face him. I was still a mess on the inside and he looked prepared for chaos.

"Zera, good morning."

"It's hardly a good morning since you ruined it as fast as it started." Diya didn't let me speak because she did, snarling at him.

His attention moved past me and settled on Diya, who stood behind me. "You must be Diya, Zera's best friend," he spoke with a still calm and friendly tone despite the venom Diya's voice had earlier.

"I am and I hope you know that means I don't like you." she bit out at him, not treading lightly with him.

He smiled, and his deep dimple showed, and despite the tension, I felt myself melt on the inside.

"I don't expect you to, but I hope that one day that would change. I hope you understand I am doing what every reasonable father would do if they were in my shoes. I want to be a part of my son's life and that's all."

"There is a fine line between wanting to be a part of your son's life and wanting to cut him off from his mother, the woman who had taken sole responsibility in raising, caring and providing for him against all odds in the last four years. That is cruel."

Diya wouldn't even let me speak. Why would she? We had been friends for over a decade and the state I was in last night was the worst state she had ever seen me in. I was a mess, and I was past the point of no return. No one had ever done that to me before.

Aaron's new proposal equally affected Diya. She was Zion's godmother, and she had been involved in his life since the first day he came into this world. Aaron would cut her out of his life with the plans he had set out, and that was enough to make her mad.

"I am sorry," he spoke, sounding more reasonable than he did last night at the restaurant or this morning on the phone. Perhaps Diya possessed the strength to make him yield, one I didn't have over him. "I was denied the choice of being in my son's life for five years. I missed out on those essential years and I will never get them back. What I offered her last night was me trying to be considerate despite everything."

"You do not even know your son and you're already putting those he has known and grown to love so far away from him," I spoke up finally. My tone could not conceal the sadness and pain I felt any further and his gaze drifted to me and the emotions in his eyes were unreadable.

"Zion," he calls and his eyes travel past me. His eyes lowered, and they grew weak with mixed emotions. Mine followed, and they caught sight of my son in his blue pyjamas.

"Um, Zion," I started, bending and dropping him on his feet, but staying there so we had our gazes locked.

"You know mommy always loves you, don't you?"

He smiled and nodded. What a lovely son I have.

"Remember when I said you belonged to mommy and no one else?"

He nodded again, and I pressed my lips together. This was getting harder than I expected. Looking him in the eye was the hardest part.

"Well mommy didn't tell you the whole story, you see for you to have a mommy, you need to have a daddy." if I was making a mockery of myself, neither Diya nor Aaron at the door said a thing about it as they remained silent and watched me.