Page 47 of A Moment for Us
“I care about her.”
He shakes his head, looking down at the ground. “If you did, you won’t lead her on.”
“I’m not. We were both fully aware of what we were doing. I never made her promises. She doesn’t expect anything more.”
This time, he gets to his feet. “She. Loves. You! She hasalwaysloved you. Of course she expects more!”
“If she did, she wouldn’t have been the one to put an end to it.”
He moves out of my view, standing at the edge of the tree line. When he turns back a few seconds later, the anger seems to have gone out of him a little.
Before he can speak, headlights shine from the access road and head toward us.
Alex lets out a low laugh. “Well, it seems you’re about to eat your words, Josh.”
I turn and see it’s Delia’s car.
Chapter 14
Delia
Ishould’ve called first. Maybe then I wouldn’t be scrambling with what the hell to say to Alex.
There’s no way in hell I’m going to tell Josh I’m pregnant in front of Alex.
Josh walks over to the car, opening the door. “Hey.”
“Hi.”
“Are you okay?” he asks with concern.
Oh, shit. Maybe Stella already told him. No. She said she wouldn’t, and if she had, he would have probably hunted me down to find out if it were true. “Why do you ask?”
Josh looks over to where Alex is standing. “Just that you didn’t call, and it’s late.”
My pounding heart slows a little. He doesn’t know.
“Yeah, we just have to talk.”
He gives me a soft smile and extends his hand, helping me out. When we get closer to Josh’s RV, I wave at Alex. “Hey.”
“Hey.”
“What’s wrong?” I ask, noting the way his jaw is clenched and he keeps shifting his weight.
“Just a disagreement with Josh.”
That’s nothing new. Since Alex moved back to Willow Creek, something has been bothering him. He hasn’t confided in me about it, but that’s the way he’s always been. He has to fix the problem a hundred ways—usually the wrong ways—in his head before he can talk about it. I’ve learned that pushing him is not the way to get him to hurry up and spill his problems.
“I see.”
“I’m going to head back home, get a fire going, and have a beer. Want to come?” he asks.
“Not this time.” My eyes move to where Josh is leaning against the door to the RV. “I need to run some things by Josh—about the renovation.”
“Okay.” Alex’s voice indicates he doesn’t believe me. “I’ll see you later.” He walks over and kisses my cheek. “Call if you need me.”
I wink at him and smile.
