Page 111 of Clear Shot
I manage a smile. “Yes. Thank you.”
“He’s waiting right outside, and he looks worried.”
“Uh, thanks.”
“Listen, I know this is none of my business but once upon a time, a very long time ago, I walked away from the only man I’ve ever loved—and I never got over it. I don’t know what happened or why you’re leaving him, but if it’s not abuse, give him a chance. Does he drink?”
“Yes, but not the way you mean. He’s not a drunk.”
“Drugs?”
“No.”
“He has a job?”
I chuckle. “Oh, yeah. A good one.”
Her eyes twinkle. “Are there other women?”
“No. At least, that isn’t what happened between us. We had a misunderstanding.” I put my hand on my stomach.
“Ah. Well, kids scare some men, but the good ones come around. And from the outside looking in, I’m pretty sure he’s coming around.”
Tears fill my eyes.
“I don’t know if he’s come around or if I can forgive him, but I’m leaning in that direction because I’m starting to realize I don’t want to live without him.”
“Then dry your eyes, square your shoulders, and go out there and tell him how it’s going to be. And hurry up, so I can see what happens but still make my flight.”
I can’t help it—I laugh. “Yes, ma’am.”
I walk out of the bathroom and find him standing there with my suitcase, his face filled with worry.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah.”
“Can we go talk?”
I look into his eyes. “Here’s the thing—there’s nothing to talk about. I mean, there is, but there’s really only one question.”
“What is it?”
“Do you love me?”
“I do.”
“Do you want me and our baby to stay with you?”
“More than anything. But that’s two questions.”
“Have you changed your mind about kids?”
“That’s three, and it doesn’t matter if I’ve changed my mind or not—we’re having one. And I’m here for both of you. I was scared, and I still am, but we have time to figure that out.”
I stare at him, but he stares back without hesitation.
No matter how badly I want to protect my heart, all I see is the man he is. How sorry he is. How much he loves me. And that’s the guy I fell in love with.
