Erica's POV
“Erica? Erica ?”
I was pulled out of my thoughts by Javier staring at me, as well as the kids. I gave a nervous laugh and tried my best to collect my thoughts.
I didn't want Javier coming with us, but at the same time, I didn't want to seem rude. He seemed like a nice guy and I was certain that there was definitely not going to be an incident where I would end up f*****g him.
If anything, he was way better company than Dante. Maybe that was what I needed: some good company.
“Hey, Erica,” he started softly. “You seem a little hesitant about me coming along with you and the children. I don't want to force your decision. I can go if you like. I actually have…”
“No, no, no,” I said, holding his arm tenderly.
I looked up at him and was once again captivated by his warm gold
