Chapter 7 7

"Come here, sweetheart," I said, contentedly wrapping my arms around Zara's small frame. We chatted pleasantly until 8 PM, exchanged goodbyes, and headed home. In about 20 minutes, after Zara's bedtime routine, she asked for strawberry tea and a bedtime story about Greek mythology.

"Of course, darling. I'll have Pete make it. Anything else?" I replied warmly as I settled her on my massive bed.

"An apple, please," she chirped merrily, sneaking under the covers. "Coming right up, sweetheart," I said with a smile, kissing her cheek. I texted Pete to prepare it and bring it to my room.

"I'll be quick, dear," I said warmly. After a shower and routine, I joined Zara, who noticed I had shaved. We drank tea, and I shared Greek legends while rubbing her back gently.

"Daddy?" she asked quietly, locking her caramel-brown eyes on mine. "Yes, darling?" I replied, tenderly tucking strands of her hair behind her ear.

"Can Miss James be my mummy?" she wondered softly. I explained it's not that simple, describing the process of dating and proposing to build a family bond

"Would she say yes?"- asked happily Zara and I smiled.

"Hopefully."- I replied, finding myself wanting to get exactly that answer only from her.

Bloody hell.

"And what would happen after that, Daddy?"- wondered in curiosity my girl, snuggling into me.

"A wedding or a small ceremony if she likes. Then we'd go on a honeymoon."- I answered warmly, smiling contentedly, being unable to stop picturing those things.

Bloody hell, it sounds like a dream.

"Would I go with you two on a honeymoon?"- asked cutely Zara, smiling brightly.

"Maybe."- I replied, kissing her cheek.

She nuzzled into me, sighing winsomely, and I rubbed her back gently, cuddling my treasure.

"Would you like Miss James to be your wife and my mum?"- wondered preciously Zara, hope and happiness shining in her gorgeous eyes.

"I would love it, sweetheart."- I said genuinely, never hiding my honest opinion from her.

That was all it took for her to hop in my arms tighter and giggle excitedly.

"Will you keep it a secret for now, honey?"- I asked her warmly and she eagerly nodded, intertwining our pinkies.

Some time later we fell asleep.

Amelia's Perspective

The entire three weeks passed by swiftly.

During these three weeks, I've been receiving enchanting, enormous bunches of my most beloved flowers: roses, peonies, and cherry blossoms. Each bouquet came with an incredibly romantic, sweet, and heartwarming card, yet there was no clue as to who the sender might be.

My classes are going quite smoothly, and the kids are remarkably talented and diligent. I take pleasure in teaching all of my students, but there's something special about Zara. She stands out as the most gifted girl I've ever had the privilege to teach. She works exceptionally hard and gives her all during our lessons. Moreover, it's truly enjoyable to partner with her during our stretching routines.

And my encounters with this lovely girl don't go by without seeing him - Richard Dixon. The way he looks at me smiles at me, talks to me, says my name, and kisses my hand every single time we greet and bid goodbyes - everything he does and says gives me butterflies. He made my heart race and in a matter of days became the reason why I go to work a thousand times more eagerly. Richard is on my mind 24/7, I cannot get him out of my system no matter what and I feel like I am under his spell.

However, as giddy and delighted as he makes me feel, I cannot help the gut-wrenching feeling: what if he is in a relationship? The thought doesn't give me rest as I do not want to be a home wrecker. That possibility keeps me at bay, reminding me not to cross the limits and to stay in a friend zone at most.

It's currently 4:00 PM on my day off, I've had the entire day to myself. I started with a workout, doing pilates and yoga, followed by some spa appointments and baking delicious, healthy treats. Now, I'm taking a leisurely stroll in St James's Park, my favourite spot in London.

The park is vibrant with greenery and blooming flowers. A gentle breeze keeps the warm weather feeling fresh. The sky is a mix of dark blue, with fluffy clouds in shades of purple, yellow, and pink scattered throughout. People around me are enjoying the park-sitting, walking, playing, and jogging. Laughter fills the air, and some couples are stealing kisses or holding hands while engaging in light-hearted conversations. Children run around, their laughter and smiles warming the atmosphere.

Just as I was starting to feel a hint of melancholy, a familiar voice called my name, bringing a smile to my face. "Miss James!" exclaimed Zara, rushing toward me, looking exceptionally cute and cuddly. "Hello there, Zara," I giggled, lowering myself to her level. My heart fluttered as she embraced me tightly, her sweet smile bringing comfort. I happily returned her precious hug, feeling her relax in my arms.