Father & Son: Book two of the Jensen Family Series Read Online Free PDF Page B

aren’t I? Everything
will be perfect with the house when you are ready to move in, Helen has a buyer
for this place, it’s just a case of tying up a few lose ends and I will deal
with that. As far as we go, I think we just need to give each other a little
space. I’ll camp out in Gavin’s room to give you a breather; you let me know
when you are ready to have another go at us.”
    Carmen was silent for a while,
contemplating everything he had said. She didn’t doubt for one second that he
would support her and be there for their son, he hadn’t failed her yet and had
done everything he said he would, but he had just told her that he could and
would go elsewhere for his physical pleasure and she would not tolerate that.
He was right when he said they needed space from each other, in her opinion,
they needed a lot of space.
    Paul watched Carmen as she mulled over
what had been said and he felt decidedly uncomfortable, like his future was
being decided for him. The feeling of dread deepened when she finally looked up
at him.
    “I think you should leave.”
    “Leave? What? Why?”
    “We aren’t working Paul and like you said,
we both need some space. You sleeping in Gavin’s room isn’t enough space for
me. I need you to leave. Go home.”
    “Just like that?” He asked.
    “Just like that.” She confirmed.
    “What about Gavin?”
    “You can visit any time you want.”
    “Thanks!” He spat “Because it’s oh so easy
for me to get here and you live just around the corner.” He scrambled out of
the chair, his voice thick with sarcasm as he glared at her while pacing.
    “You don’t need to be facetious.” She told
him “It would be better for you to go home and spend some time with your
family, maybe after we are all settled in the new house, we can review where
we’re at and take it from there.”
    “It’s going to make it a little difficult
for me to be a part of my son’s life when you live four hours away.”
    “Difficult, yes. Not impossible. You’re
nothing if not resourceful; you will find a way to overcome the distance. I
won’t ever try to stop you from seeing him”
    Paul stopped suddenly in his pacing and
turned to face her. “Damn fucking right you won’t stop me. I will haul you over
the coals to get access to him. I have the resources and I won’t hesitate to
use them.”
    “Do not threaten me little boy.” She
hissed, her eyes narrowing as she threw herself off the sofa and closed the gap
between them. “I will make every effort to make Gavin available for your visits
but I will act in his best interests and if I feel you are upsetting his
routine, I will put a stop to it and there won’t be a damn thing you can do
about it.”
    “Huh, I beg to differ, he is my son, he bears my name, I will fight for him.” He growled.
    “He may be your son and he has your name
for now, that can be changed.”
    “Not without my permission it can’t. Don’t
push me Carmen.”
    “Christ. This isn’t how I wanted this to
go. I thought you would be glad to leave.”
    “And leave my son behind? You thought I
would be glad about that? You are one sick and twisted lady.” He turned towards
the hall door.
    “That’s right, walk away, it’s what you
always do.” She mocked.
    “I’m doing what you asked me to do. I’m
going home and I’m walking away so that I don’t say something I shouldn’t. Do
me a favour and leave me in peace to pack my bags.” He took the stairs two at a
time, grabbing the two holdalls he had brought with him; he began methodically
packing his clothes into them, waiting until he was calmer before calling home
and asking Monica if he could come back.
    Bags packed and sitting in the hall, Paul
climbed the stairs again and went into the room occupied by his son. Reaching
into the cot, he swept the sleeping infant into his arms and settled into the
rocking chair in the corner of the room, memorising every tiny feature, his
weight, his scent and holding him fiercely