a/n- hey how are y'all???
lmk if there's any grammar/spelling mistakes!"are we going to pretend that i didn't see the looks levin gave you tonight?" lydia asks me and i glance at rowan who's sleeping peacefully in his car seat.
i come up with the briefest answer known to man.
"i knew him in college and i guess he recognized me." i say and she gives me a weird look but shrugs it off.
"that's cool you went to college with a pro player." she replies and i smile nervously.
"yeah i didn't know he played for the colts, i would've said something." well at least that part isn't a lie.
i put the car into drive and i begin to pull out of the parking lot.
after dropping off lydia and putting rowan to bed, i finally get the chance to relax.
i took a hot shower to collect my thoughts and well, nothing has changed.
my instagram notifies me saying i have a message request. and i press the notification not surprised, usually i have customers message me all the time saying they love my food.
except when i see the verification mark i know it's not a customer.
when i see the username i don't know what to do. and i'm pretty sure my heart stops.
slowly, i press the message request and i accept it.
slowly, i read his message.-
you are now messaging dimitri levin.It was nice seeing you at the game.
You looked cute.
-what do i say to that? do i answer? well it does tell him i read it and i can't leave him on read.
i try my best to think of an answer, a vague one too.
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nice seeing you too! it's been long.
-his reply comes in almost instantly and it kinda scares me.
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What? Four years? Too long.
And you have a kid now?
-dammit he brought up rowan, doing exactly what i was hoping he wouldn't do.
i decide on keeping my answers vague.
but apart of me wonders if i should tell him.
obviously not over the phone, but i should tell him, right?-
yeah i do! haha, crazy right?
he loved receiving that puck from you.Nadia.
Is he mine?
-i read his question once and i shut my phone off, throwing it somewhere on my bed.
i can practically hear him say that sentence out loud, and i want to scream into a pillow.
i think my insides are turning into jello because whenever i breath i feel like i want to throw up.
i pick up my phone and i place it on the nightstand, not even bothering to take another look.
i'll deal with dimitri in the morning, my number one priority being rowan.
would it be such a bad thing that row meets his father? no it wouldn't, but then i think of the headlines.
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Romance#2 in the carolina colts series dimitri & nadia's story ~ his eyes focus on my lips briefly as he whispers "why do we always end our time together like this?" "what do you mean?" i ask and he smirks. he chuckles and looks to the side. when he fin...