We Want Mommy Not You Daddy (Cedar) novel Chapter 186

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We Want Mommy, Not You, Daddy!

Chapter 186

This birthday might be my last. The doctors hadn’t been optimistic.

Every day I woke up felt like borrowed time, sand slipping through my

fingers. If these were my final months, wasn’t I entitled to find some

happiness? To do what I wanted, just once?

The cake sat before me, its frosting slightly uneven–evidence that

little hands had helped create it. I rarely indulged in sweets, but

knowing Cedar and the children had made it together… I took a bite.

The sweetness wasn’t overwhelming as I’d expected, but rather…

perfect.

When I looked up at Cedar, I noticed a small dot of frosting at the

corner of her mouth. Without thinking, I reached across the table.

“You have something…” My thumb gently brushed the corner of her

lips, collecting the tiny bit of frosting. Our eyes met for a brief,

electric moment.

Then, in a move I couldn’t explain even to myself, I brought my

thumb to my mouth and tasted the frosting. “Sweet,” I murmured, not

entirely referring to the cake.

Cedar’s cheeks flushed a beautiful shade of pink. She stood abruptly, almost knocking over her chair. “I–I should get going, Mr. Sterling.”

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I smirked at her flustered reaction, rising to offer her a ride home. As

she turned, I noticed her handbag still sitting on the sofa. She’d been

clutching it nervously all evening, checking it repeatedly. What was

she hiding?

Curiosity got the better of me. I unzipped the bag while her back was

turned.

“Wait, don’t-” Cedar spun around, lunging for the bag.

I held it out of reach, and in her attempt to grab it, she tumbled

forward, crashing directly into my chest. My free arm instinctively

wrapped around her waist to steady her. The soft warmth of her body

pressed against mine sent an unexpected current through me.

Her face was inches from mine, those doe eyes wide with

embarrassment. I could feel her heart racing–or was that mine?

At that moment, Charles appeared in the doorway. His eyes widened

before he quickly averted his gaze. “Pardon the interruption, sir, I’ll…..

come back later. He retreated with remarkable speed for a man his

age.

Cedar pushed against my chest, extricating herself from my embrace.

“Please, Mr. Sterling. That’s my personal property.”

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But I’d already seen something interesting fall out–a small box,

elegantly wrapped. I picked it up, curiosity piqued.

This time, I caught her wrist mid–motion, the unexpected contact

making her pause. With a gentle tug, I pulled her down beside me on

the sofa, our shoulders touching, her surprised gasp audible in the

quiet room.

“A gift for me?” I murmured, close enough to catch the subtle scent of

her perfume.

“That’s not-” She pulled back, dignity reassembled. “Those are

private items.”

I opened the box anyway, revealing a deep emerald silk tie nestled in

tissue paper. Something shifted in my chest–a sensation I hadn’t felt

in years.

“A men’s tie. Your ‘private item‘?” I ran my finger along the silk.

Cedar crossed her arms, her embarrassment morphing into defiance.

“Fine. It was supposed to be your birthday present. I was going to give it to you tomorrow, but since you’re so determined to snoop…”

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