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chin. “How did you know my number?” And why the hell was he showing up now?
    “Luna,” he admitted, catching the phone one-handed and turning it over. Quick and precise, he popped the back off, took out the SIM card and put it in a new phone he already had on his lap. Then he swiped his thumbs over the display and messed with it for a few seconds before holding it out to me.
    Careful not give him a free boob shot, I took the brand-spanking-new phone that was the same kind as the one I’d had but about a thousand versions newer. “So it took you a week to decide to get me a phone?”
    “I was out of town. My number is programmed. Text me later today with what size television you want.” He stood. “Groceries are on the counter.”
    Shame washed over me and period cramps decided to take that exact second to unleash on me. I bit back a groan and clutched my stomach. “I can’t afford this.”
    “I am not asking you to pay for it. What is wrong with your stomach?”
    Fucking hell. “Nothing, cramps.” I looked up at unyielding gray eyes. “I’m not your charity case.”
    “I am not letting the child go hungry,” he countered.
    It should’ve made me angry. I should’ve given him an earful or defended myself. I could’ve told him I’d bought groceries, or better yet, told him where to shove it. I wasn’t a bad mother and my son had never gone hungry. Conner didn’t have what other kids had, but he’d never, ever missed a meal. But instead of being pissed or even embarrassed, stupid fucking tears welled in my eyes because just like last week, I didn’t have any goddamn milk in my fridge.
    I turned away from Viking. “He isn’t going hungry.”
    “I will let myself out.”
    “You do that,” I managed.
    Right then, Conner woke up. His soft, raspy cry filtered into my room and I swung my legs out of bed, pulling the comforter with me as I stood.
    “I will get him. Get dressed.”
    I looked over my shoulder but Viking was already walking out. A second later, Conner’s cry stopped and I heard the low rumble of Viking’s voice.
    I grabbed some clothes, made it to the bathroom, and shut the door. Before I could set the new phone on the counter, the date on the display mocked me. Fourteen days. Fourteen days until I needed to come up with an extra seven hundred dollars in rent. I sank to the floor and Conner’s giggle sounded through the closed door.
    Pushing to my feet, I hastily showered and rushed through a quick blow dry of my hair. Fifteen minutes later, I walked into the living room to the smell of coffee and cooking meat.
    “Mama!” Conner’s wide smile greeted me from his booster seat at my scarred kitchen table. Bacon on his tray and some leftover bits of scrambled egg on his face, his toothy grin made my heart melt. “Bacon, Mama!”
    “Hey, baby.” I kissed the top of his head and hated the fact that I hadn’t been able to afford to buy my son breakfast meat in two months. “Let me get you a napkin.” I turned to grab a paper towel and froze. There were bags of groceries on my counter. Like, bags . “You bought all this?” I scanned what must have been hundreds of dollars of food in shock.
    Viking handed me two Advil and a cup of coffee, then silently went back to flipping the bacon he had cooking.
    I stared at the two pills and the mug. No one had gotten me Advil since I was a kid. “Cream,” I stupidly stated.
    He nodded in confirmation. “You put cream in it at work.”
    He was right. I did. A lot of cream. Because it was free. But I didn’t think Viking had noticed that. I usually had a cup of coffee on my desk at Luna and Associates because it was another thing I’d stopped buying. You never truly appreciate something as simple as coffee until you can no longer afford to buy it. But the fact that he’d noticed how I took my coffee the few times he was at André’s office? I didn’t know what to do with that. I was suddenly more uncomfortable than when he’d quoted