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“She was…” I shake my head. The sadness in her eyes that was erased with one comment from me, bringing out that fiery temper she’d been leashing in tightly. “Unlike any other woman I’d ever met. Not that I’ve met many women since I got married, but there was just something about her that drew me in. So we chatted and had a few drinks. When the bartender told us he was closing, I invited her to my room, and well…” I shrug, letting my hand drop. “She didn’t want to exchange names, and when I woke up, she was no longer there.” My throat bobs. “Until I saw her again today when I dropped Levi at school.”

“Damn, man.” Aaron shakes his head. “That’s so messed…” His voice trails off as he narrows his eyes at me. “Wait, when did you say you guys hooked up?”

“End of March.”

“March,” he whispers, and I watch his face intently. “Because I saw her last week at the store and…” His eyes widen, mouth falling open. “She’s pregnant. That’s why you’ve been asking all these questions. She’s pregnant, and you think…”

“It could be mine,” I finish, some of the weight falling off my chest.

So I wasn’t completely crazy to think this could be my baby after all.

“Damn.” Aaron grabs the bottle of Jack and pours us each a new drink, taking a long pull from his glass. “Did she tell you that?”

I shake my head. “No. I wanted to talk, but there was a classroom full of kids there, including Levi, so I left.”

Aaron nods. “What are you going to do about it?”

“Try to talk to her. See what she has to say.”

“And if the kid is yours?”

My mouth goes dry at his question, my stomach tightening with nerves.

It felt like I was thrown back in time, and I was that eighteen-year-old kid again sitting in the bathroom with my girlfriend watching the big, fat plus sign sealing my fate.

Only I wasn’t that eighteen-year-old kid. Not any longer. And Savannah was not Reina. I don’t know how I knew it, but I was sure of that one thing.

“Then I’ll do everything in my power to make this right.”

I meet Aaron’s grim face.

“I guess now is as good a time as any…”

A chill goes down my spine. “What?”

“Savannah is Becky’s friend.”

Becky’s…

“As in Miguel’s Becky?”

“The very one.”

My heart does a little jump inside my chest. “You’re shitting me.”

“I’m afraid not.”

Becky’s friend.

Savannah was…

“Fuck my life.” I run my hand over my face. “Miguel wasn’t joking when he said this town is too fucking small.”

Aaron just silently lifts his glass in the air. “Welcome to Bluebonnet Creek, my friend.”

CHAPTER FOUR

SAVANNAH

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