I fell silent, biting my lip, troubled by his presence in my space.
Part of me feared Andrew discovering him here, and I also needed to dedicate time to care for the baby.
Despite my efforts to persuade him, Caleb was adamant about staying.
Frustrated, I sat down and turned awa
y, no longer wanting to engage in conversation.
We reached an impasse that lasted quite some time.
Abruptly, Caleb slammed his phone down on the table and asked, âSo, are you going to shower, or shall I?â
With that, he stood up.
Debraâs POV:
Caleb was resolute to a fault.
Once he made up his mind, no amount of persuasion could sway him.
By this point, I had already resigned myself to his unyielding nature.
With a helpless sigh, I relented, âGo ahead.
â
Caleb moved without hesitation, getting into the bathroom and shutting the door behind him.
Soon, the sound of running water emanated from the bathroom, grating on my nerves.
It was clear now that Caleb wasnât planning on leaving anytime soon, which meant I wouldnât be able to visit the baby tonight.
With everything that happened to Keenan and the engagement party, I hadnât seen the baby in the past two days.
She was still so young and needed her motherâs Love more than ever.
Though she was close by, I hadnât found the time to be with her, and the ache of missing her was matched only by the guilt I felt.
After some contemplation, I finally sent a message to Nora.
âNora, something came up today.
I wonât be able to see the baby.
Please put her to sleep for me.
After a while, Nora replied reassuringly, âDonât worry.
Sheâs a good girl.
She is sleeping soundly right now.
â
There was also a photograph of the little girl peacefully asleep in the bed.
I found myself captivated by her cherubic face on the screen, unable to look away.
âWhat are you looking at? Why are you so fixated?â
Calebâs voice unexpectedly echoed from my lips.
When did he emerge? I didnât hear a thing.
Startled, I quickly powered off the phone screen and turned towards him.
Caleb was clad only in a white bath towel wrapped around his waist, revealing a perfectly proportioned and strong physique.
My gaze involuntarily drifted to his abdominal muscles, their well-defined shapes sharply visible.
He resembled a living sculpture.
âIs it good?â Caleb quirked his lips.
I swallowed hard and nodded earnestly.