Page 64 of The Wedding Driver
Over the top of her head, he could see Victor inch closer.
Foster shook his head. The last thing he needed was for Victoria’s parents to take a front row seat to this shitshow, again.
“You made your feelings very clear.” Foster reached for Tonya’s hand and laced his fingers through hers. It might have been a dick move, but he was so tired of the same fight.
“I gave you everything. My heart. My soul. I was there for you when Victoria wasn’t. I’m still putting myself out there for you.” She looked Tonya up and down. “And you throw your new girlfriend in my face. She should know the kind of man she’s with.”
Foster sucked in a deep breath. This wasn’t going to end well.
“Trust me. I know who Foster is and I don’t need you telling me.” Tonya leaned into his body.
“Oh, really. Did he tell you about how I lost our child and he didn’t care enough to come hold my hand?” she said, so loud the entire wing of the hospital could hear. She glanced over her shoulder. “He was too busy coddling his ex-wife.”
There were only two people—no, three people—Kathy wanted to hear those words.
“This is a waste of all our time and energy. We’re done,” Foster said.
“We created a child that night and you’d like to pretend it never existed. I need you to acknowledge our baby. What we went through. I don’t think that’s too much to ask.”
“You are some piece of work.” Victor stomped into the hallway, closing the curtain. “When Foster asked you to prove to him that you were pregnant, you chose not to. You wouldn’t even show him a pregnancy test. How can you expect him to grieve something he doesn’t believe? And what’s even worse, bringing it outside of the room where the mother of his late child is dying.”
“I shouldn’t have to prove anything,” Kathy said. “How can I be expected to have closure when no one will respect me enough to even try to understand what this has been like for me?”
“Are you seriously going to ignore what’s happening right now?” Tonya took two small steps forward.
Foster tugged at her hand, but she didn’t budge.
“This is not the time or the place. Leave,” Tonya said.
“I hope you bought the morning after pill because the two of you don’t deserve to be parents.” Kathy turned on her heel and stormed off.
“Jesus, that woman gets under my skin.” Victor sighed.
“I’m sorry you had to be witness to all of that, again.” Foster rubbed his temple.
“Hopefully that’s the last of her we’ll ever have to see,” Victor said. “Tonya, could you give Foster and me a minute?”
“Sure.” Tonya squeezed Foster’s hand. “I’ll see if I can find that nurse with the discharge papers. I’ll be right back.”
Exhaustion took over Foster’s mind and body. “I can’t believe she’s still pulling shit like this.”
“She doesn’t like us because I forced her hand and we all know she wasn’t pregnant. It was a ruse to try to keep you, and having my office draw up a paternity test request sent her over the edge.”
“I’m sure it did.” Foster leaned against the wall. “I can’t keep rehashing this.”
“I didn’t send Tonya away to talk about Kathy, but I do want to address something she said.”
“And what’s that?”
“I know what the morning after pill is and why on earth would you ever consider it when you and Tonya are such a beautiful couple? It’s obvious how much the two of you love each other. Why would you try to prevent it, unless she doesn’t want to have children?”
There were so many conversations Foster didn’t want to have with others. However, his life had taken a complete one-eighty and outside of the fact that Victor and Denise struggled with how he handled their daughter, they had always been family. “Romantically, we’ve technically only been together for like two weeks.”
“At least you’re not denying that you love her.”
“Loving her isn’t the problem. That’s the easy part. But we’ve both kept each other at arm’s length for a long time.”
“Because of Victoria?”
