Alone, she mulled it over.

She knew she didn't really hate Marcus but their relationship had been a rollercoaster. Jumping back in now would be reckless.

While she was lost in thought, Matthew barged in.

"Mom, dad's taking me to get a puppy!

Isn't that awesome?!

I'll get a better puppy than Ollie."

Melissa snapped back to reality. Matthew was already in her arms, beaming.

"Mom, are you even Listening?"

Melissa apologized, "Sorry, baby. I didn't catch that. What were you saying?"

Matthew, the sweetheart, repeated himself and then held her hand, adding. "I want you to come with us. You'll put on a pretty dress and join us, right?"

A pretty dress?

Matthew enthusiastically nodded. "Dad's the one who said it. He thinks I should have what the other kids do. And he says you have to dress nice like other moms do."

Melissa sighed, thinking Matthew was oblivious to being manipulated.

But she was willing to indulge her son. She slipped into a spring lilac wool dress paired with white stilettos. She looked stunning.

Taking Matthew downstairs, they found Marcus lounging on the sofa, puffing on a cigarette mid-phone call.

Melissa sensed something was up since Marcus’ brow furrowed slightly, adding a touch of rugged charm.

Spotting Melissa and Matthew, Marcus stubbed out his cigarette.

After a few words on the phone, he hung up and stood. “Ready to roll?"

Melissa hesitated. "If you're busy, I can take Matthew myself."

Marcus eyed her. “What, don't you want to be seen with me? Are you worried I'll embarrass you or that you won't be able to find a new boyfriend with me around?"