“Why?”
“Because I can’t let you go.”
She blinked, her dark eyes wide. She chewed on her bottom lip and picked at the material of her blue jeans.
“What do you want?” she whispered, her eyes searching his face.
“I want us to date. I want to get to know you better.”
Her eyes went soft and her lips curved. “I want that too.”
“I’m too old to dick around and try to second guess things. If there’s something you want to say, then just say it. If there’s something you need to tell me, then tell me. Don’t keep me guessing.”
“You’re…very direct.”
“It saves time.” Levi nodded.
Sara took a deep breath. She wanted to tell him about the baby, but was it the best time?
Shouldn’t she wait until they got to know each other better? What if the news ruined what could have been a great start to their relationship?
If she waited until he fell in love with her before she told him about the baby, then the news of the child wouldn’t be that bad, right?
Ugh…she hated herself for thinking like that.
And shewouldtell him.
Shewould.
Just…not yet.
“What kind of movies do you like?” she asked.
“Action,” he said promptly.
She wrinkled her nose at him. “Of course you do.”
“You?”
“Romantic comedies!”
He groaned, and she launched to her hands and knees on the bed. Crawling toward him, she tickled her fingers at his ribs.
Levi grunted, but he wasn’t the ticklish kind until she hit his armpits. Then he was lifting her away and giving her a stern look that was ruined by the chuckle coming from his throat.
They spent the afternoon sharing stories.
She learned that he’d been in Special Forces. Of course, she already knew he had been in the military, but the facts coming from Levi made all the difference.
He told her about his twin brothers, who were ten years younger than him.
She told Levi about growing up with Shane, being adopted, and living with the Joneses. She mentioned some of the pressure from her family, but didn’t give specifics. The last thing she wanted was to scare him off by describing her father and mother’s horrible behavior.
“I need to get back home to see my dad,” Levi admitted, and she held his hand.
It had to be devastating that his father was sick. For a man who wanted to control everything like Levi did, he must feel helpless.
Sara could only imagine, and although she butted heads often with her adoptive mother, she couldn’t even fathom the woman being ill. It would be better off all the way around to walk away.