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Hanging his head, Tyson takes my hand in his, rubbing his thumb over my pulse point. “Fuck, I… I fucked up. You most definitely should have been the first person I told I wasn’t coming in. Sadie,” he looks at me with hopeless, light green eyes and chokes on his words. “What if I’m sick?”

“Then we’ll get through it, one day at a time. Our company has great insurance and you won’t go into debt paying for treatments.”

“I wish I had your optimism, but all I can think about is how hard it was the first time around.”

“Hey,” my hands cup both of his cheeks and my thumbs stroke along his cheeks. “We don’t know anything yet. Let’s stay positive until we know for sure. Deal?”

“Deal,” he answers back with zero conviction.

Somehow, I need to get his mind off the fact that he very well could have cancer again. Mine too. Even though I’ve been worried, I’m not ready to contemplate what it could mean if Ty’s cancer has come back.

“How about a change of scenery? Are you hungry? I could order whatever you like, make a fire, and we could snuggle up under a blanket and watch a movie or something.”

“That sounds nice,” he answers, glumly.

Getting up I head to go downstairs but stop, looking over my shoulder when Ty calls my name. “I really am sorry for this morning and making you think there was a possibility I might move out without talking to you first. I’ll try my best to make sure it never happens again. Promise.”

Tears prick the backs of my eyes. “Thanks.”

I walk out before I tell him I love him. When I tell him for the first time, I don’t want him thinking it is out of pity.

18

Tyson

We sit in silence.Our bodies tense as we wait for the doctor to call with my test results.

He’s late.

The call is late.

We were told they’d have my results, and he’d call right after two o’clock. I’ve watched the time tick by second by second, minute by minute for the past half hour, waiting to find out if my world is going to be turned upside down or not.

“Hey,” Sadie places her hand on my bouncing knee and then laces her hand with mine. “It’s going to be fine. I promise you. I have a good feeling about this.”

“Then why is he taking so long to call?”

“Why do doctors always take so long to do anything?”

“You’re right.”

“I’m glad you’ve seen the light,” she jokes, cracking a smile before her face falls into a serious mask. “Before the doctor calls with your results, I want to tell you something. I’m not sure if now’s the right time or not…” She looks around her office briefly before her gaze comes back to mine. “One thing this scare has taught me is to not waste time. You never know what tomorrow will hold.”

Sadie’s scaring the shit out of me.

What could she possibly have to say, right now?

Bringing my hand up to her mouth, Sadie kisses my palm. “I can see even more worry in your gorgeous eyes. How is that possible,” she murmurs to herself, smoothing her thumbs over my brows. “I’m just going to say this, okay?”

“Please,” I blurt out in desperation. Hoping for the best but preparing for the worst.

“Tyson Aaron Jacobs, I love you. My heart is full to bursting with what I feel for you. I wanted…”

My lips crash into hers, cutting her off. Our teeth clash and tongues duel as if fighting to say who loves who more.

But she doesn’t know I love her.

Breaking our kiss, I pull back and gaze into her shining whiskey colored eyes.

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