To Hate Adam Connor

“Maybe around…eight-ish,” I said over my shoulder as I walked toward the door with quick steps—everyone needs a head start when they are running away from an angry female.

As I reached the doorframe, she dropped her hands, very slowly, and looked at me with murder in her eyes. So, obviously I smiled at her. Big. “It’s called breakfast for a reason, it has to happen very early, Olive. Don’t be mad at me.”

“If I were you, I’d start running.”

A Father Fighting for His Son: Another Custody Battle?

Remember the last time we mentioned we were hearing rumors circling around about the possibility of a custody battle between Adam Connor and Adeline Young? Well, the day has come, folks. The battle has begun.

Now, usually when a celebrity couple goes through a custody battle, we rely on sources close to the couple to spill about what goes on behind those closed doors, because who doesn’t like a healthy dose of drama when it comes to the lives of their favorite celebrities? But in this case, we think the reason behind this new development is pretty obvious, wouldn’t you agree?

Yesterday, Adam Connor released a statement saying he had nothing against the mother of his child, but to ensure his son’s safety in light of recent events, he was filing papers to request primary custody of his son, Aiden Connor. The only comment that addressed the paparazzi mess in the statement was made in one single sentence: “Understandably, Aiden is still uneasy about what happened, but he is doing better.”

Hollywood’s hottest dad also pointed out that he wasn’t trying to sever the relationship between the mother and son, that he was okay with Adeline Young having visitation rights. To top it all off, even though Adam Connor stressed that he wasn’t doing this to hurt Adeline and was only thinking about what his son needed at this point in his life, we think Adeline will be plenty pissed when she gets the call from her lawyer.

What are your thoughts on this? After Adeline got slammed by the media outlets and diehard Connor fans because of the way she handled everything after the incident, we are thinking this might not have been her first clash with Adam on how she is raising their son—or not raising, in her case. Do you think she’ll fight this?

If you were a fan of the couple and were rooting for them to get back together…we’d say it’s time to say goodbye to those dreams. When we tried to reach Adeline’s reps for a comment on Adam’s statement, but the only thing we heard was crickets. No doubt they’ll release a statement on their own when they’ve had enough time to regroup, so we’ll make sure to keep you in the loop on future updates.

We’ll leave you with the best part of Adam’s statement.

“My son means everything to me. I have to know he is safe. I have to make sure he isn’t worrying about things he shouldn’t even think about or know about at his age—like being scared about whether a man with a camera will jump out from behind the bushes when he is playing in his own backyard. The only way to do that is if he is in my care and I know where he is and whom he is with at all times. Again, I have nothing against Adeline. We still talk, we still spend time together, and I wish her nothing but the best. This is not about us. It is about what’s best for Aiden. While I get that this may be front-page news for some people, I’m asking you to respect our privacy going forward. Please don’t make this out to be something it isn’t. This isn’t Adam Connor fighting with Adeline Young. This is a father fighting for what’s best for his son.”

Chapter Sixteen

Lucy

Sometimes it takes years for your life to change. In some cases, a lifetime. You wake up one morning, look around, and suddenly realize that everything has changed. The people you thought were your friends, loved ones…they are long gone. Your life isn’t the same. Time has slipped away and you didn’t even notice a thing.

However, sometimes…sometimes it can change right in front of your eyes.

All it takes is the blink of an eye.

One moment you think you can handle anything life throws at you…and the next moment…well, to put it nicely…you’re screwed.

While I was sitting all by my lonesome in Olive’s backyard, those were the thoughts that were crossing my mind. That I was screwed. That I had fucked up.

Royally.

I had left Olive and Jason inside after telling them the news and had come out because ‘it was such a beautiful night and I had to do some stargazing’…which actually meant I needed to get some fresh air and try my best to assure myself that everything would be okay and that I should just breathe. Just close my eyes and breathe. When Olive got up to join me, from the corner of my eye I saw Jason gently grabbing her hand and shaking his head.

I didn’t think he’d be able to keep her inside for long, but I appreciated him trying all the same.

Having successfully breathed for at least a few minutes without having a sudden heart attack, I looked over my shoulder to see if Olive and Jason were still up.

They were. And they were dancing.

With no music.

I still don’t know what about that scene struck my heart so strongly, but I remember the raw pain I felt in my chest.

Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t jealousy. I wanted nothing but happiness for them, but maybe it was the first time I’d wanted someone to hold me that closely, to look at me just like Jason was looking at Olive. His fingers were playing with her hair as Olive’s head rested against his chest. Eyes closed.

There was no music.

Nothing but the two of them in the world.

So, for a brief moment, I wanted the same for myself.

The feeling of security that someone was there to hold you up when gravity was too much to handle on your own, that you had someone you could trust enough to let go.

Just for a moment, I wanted someone to hold me up and tell me everything would be okay, that my fears were uncalled for.

When I heard music drifting over from nearby, I hesitated only for a moment before I hauled my ass up from the ground and carefully climbed over the wall that stood between Adam Connor and me.

As I followed the stone pathway, I stopped moving when I saw him standing in front of the glass windows watching me. It was a slightly different version of the Adam Connor I’d seen that first night with Olive: button-up shirt, rolled up sleeves, black slacks…the only difference was that he didn’t look like he was trying to figure something out. The opposite, actually. As we stared at each other, he looked like he’d figured everything out.

He was everything a girl could ever want.

Not to mention the hottest DILF.

Feeling a sudden chill in my bones, I hugged my arms and kept walking toward him.

He never looked away from my eyes as he opened the door for me.

Before he could say anything, I took a step forward, leaned up, and kissed him. It wasn’t an ‘I want to fuck your brains out’ type of kiss, even though I wouldn’t have minded doing just that. It was…a different kind. A kind I didn’t want to name.

Oh, hell. Fine. It was a sweet kiss. The kind of kiss I avoided.

He didn’t stop me. He stood there, his lips moving so softly against mine as I did my best to quiet my screaming heart.

When his arm gently touched my waist, either to push me away or pull me in—I couldn’t take the chance—I pulled back from his lips and started hearing the music again.

“Lucy…” Adam murmured, his hot breath against my wet lips.