Page 56 of Need You To Choose Me

CHAPTER TWELVE

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“What’s up with that scowl?” Miguel slides next to me, nudging me with his elbow. “I figured you’d be happier since you got to spend some time with Savannah.”

“He fucked something up,” Aaron chimes in as he takes a sip of his beer, his attention fixed on the boys who’re playing hoops on the nearby stand. “She ran out of there like the devil’s at her heels and has been glaring at him ever since.”

I narrow my eyes at Aaron. “She isn’t glaring at me.”

“Only because she’s been ignoring you for the last hour,” Aaron points out.

I guess he had me there. Savannah is standing at another table along with Becky and Katherine Santiago. She and her husband Emmett joined our group while we were in the haunted house, and the women were currently watching how Emmett held his young daughter as they rode on the carousel.

Becky says something that has the woman laughing, and I can’t help but feel a jab of jealousy at seeing Savannah so happy. I wanted to be the one who made her smile like that, but I always ended up saying the wrong thing.

“And the scowl is back.” Miguel shakes his head. “You two seriously need to figure your shit out before that baby comes.”

“Did you tell the boys at least?” I wince softly at Aaron’s question, which earns me a disapproving look. “Seriously, dude?”

“There wasn’t a right moment.”

“There will never be a right moment for something like this.” Aaron shakes his head. “The more you prolong it, the worst it will be once the truth comes out.”

“I know.” I run my hand over my jaw, feeling the frustration growing inside of me. “Fuck, I know. But I can’t just come and say, ‘Hey, boys, do you want Lucky Charms or Cocoa Puffs? Oh, and yeah, you’ll be big brothers in about four months; congrats!’”

Miguel winces softly. “When you put it like that.”

“I’ll tell them. Trust me, the last thing I want to do is hide any of this, but I just have to figure out the best way to do it.”

The best way to preserve the tentative relationship I was trying to build between my boys and me, while at the same time getting a chance to see where this thing with Savannah might lead me. Leadus.Where did I want it to lead us? That was the better question.

My gaze darts toward the table where the girls are sitting, only this time they’re not alone. There is a tall guy standing between Becky and Savannah, his hand leaning casually against the back of Savannah’s chair.

“Who the hell is that?” My fingers clasp into a fist by my side as I watch Savannah tilt her head back so she can look at the dude. She listens intently to whatever he’s saying, and then she laughs—freaking laughs.

Something that feels a lot like red, hot anger boils inside my stomach.

Miguel looks at the girls. “That’s Nico. We went to school together.”

“You went to school with half this town,” I mutter, glaring at the guy whose hand has now moved to Savannah’s shoulder.

Was there something going on between the two of them?

“Just a handful of people.” Miguel narrows his eyes at me, the corner of his mouth lifting in a knowing smirk. “Are you jealous, Walker?”

“Jealous?”

Because a good-looking young guy, somebody that was more her age and didn’t have a ton of baggage like me, was touching her?

Hell, yes, I was jealous.

“You totally are jealous,” Miguel says as if he can read my mind and bursts into laughter. “I think this is a first.”

Reluctantly, I shift my attention to my friend. “What are you talking about?”

“You. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you jealous before.”

No, I don’t believe he has. Because I wasn’t that type of guy. At least, I thought I wasn’t. I wasn’t even jealous when I found out that Reina was cheating on me. I was hurt that it had to end the way it did, and I was angry that she left our boys the way she did, but I wasn’t jealous. Not for a moment.

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