“So,let me get this straight. Jackson doesn’t love you nor does he want a child, but he's insisting you two get married,” Beth ticked one finger on her hand.
“Correct.”
“And Matt crawled back and revealed that he is starting to remember his asshole ways. And not only does he forgive you for sleeping with Jackson and getting pregnant and then leaving him at the front of the altar, he still wants to marry you and raise Jackson’s baby as his own.”
“Yes.”
“Well, that is incredibly un-Matt-like of him.”
I chewed on my lip. “I thought it was kind of sweet.”
“I think it’s creepy.”
“At least he wants to have kids.”
“You have to marry Jackson.”
“Beth!”
“He’s the father of this baby, and he wants to marry you.”
“Jackson doesn’t want to marry me. He’s doing this because of some weird sense of honor.”
“So?”
“So, that isn’t exactly grounds for a happy life.”
“This is Jackson. That guy could make any woman happy.”
I snorted with laughter. “That’s not the issue.”
“What is?”
“The issue is that he has been clear from day one that he doesn’t want kids nor does he want commitment.”
“Well, maybe he should have used a glove before the love.”
“Beth,” I blushed.
“He knocked you up. He implanted a tiny human being inside of you, and now you get to live with those consequences for the rest of your life. Why should you be the only one handling the fall out of that?”
“Now you sound like him.”
She stared at me in disbelief. “You're completely in love with this guy. You light up a room when he walks in. I've no idea why you’re fighting this.”
“Because I don’t want to be the person in the marriage that loves that person who's only there because they feel obligated.”
She thought about that. “Yeah. That would suck.”
“Right? I mean, he would be stand up about it and take his lumps, but every single day I would wake up and know that he probably wishes he wasn’t there.”
“Are you sure about this? Are you sure that you want to do this on your own?”
“I’m shitting my pants here on this whole single mom thing, and nothing tempts me more than to have Jackson come in and save me, but there’s no happy ending here.”
She gave me a sad look and rubbed my hand. “So, are you just going to tell him no?”
“I tried.”