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“Are you still mad at him?”
“I don’t know that either.” I wave my hands in the air. “I’m upset he didn’t tell me Roman was coming back early and he knew. I’m disappointed he didn’t tell me he called that day.” I shrug. “But I didn’t give him a chance to explain. What if he was going to ask me to go with him?”
She stops pacing. “Would you go?”
“Of course.” I worry my bottom lip. “I love him. I would go wherever he goes. If he wants me to be there.”
“Fuck.” She grabs me in a bear hug. “I was getting so excited about the baby, and you’re moving halfway across the country. What am I going to do without you?”
“We’ll still see each other.” My voice is muffled against her hair. I’m too afraid to say the last words, ‘And, he might not want me.’
We stand like that until the alarm blares.This is it.We walk arm and arm to the sink and stare.
Oh, my God. I can’t breathe.
Chapter Fifty-Four
Kameron
The next night, I watch my younger brother, Dominic, as he moves across the bar. The eyes of all the females in the room land on him. Not that I blame them. He’s got dark hair and eyes, and dimples that pop when he grins, which is about every five seconds or as frequently as he flexes his pecs. They both seem to be in competition to get the most attention.
When he reaches the table, I shove his drink at him. “I thought you got lost.”
“Dude.” He winks. “There was a lady in line for the bathroom that needed her ass massaged.”
“Fuck.” I chuckle and take a sip of my beer. I’m going to miss him. Someone puts money in the jukebox, and classic rock fills the bar. “Thanks for helping go through everything in storage.”
His face sobers. He can be the life of the party, but he’s loyal to a fault. “No problem. Glad to help. I can’t believe you’re going to move for good.”
“It’s a great place. You’d like it. The offer is still open. I’d love for you to come to stay for the weekend or a week sometime.” My phone beeps, and my heart skips a beat.Layla.
Tabitha.I roll my eyes.Fuck.She’s texted me three times since I’ve been back, but I still have no desire to see her.
Tabitha: Kam, I want to talk to you. I need to talk to you.
Me: Let’s keep the past in the past. No hard feelings.
The words are true. I’m not upset with her. I’m glad we broke up. Hell, I’m glad she used me. I wouldn’t have ever moved to Meadow Bay if she hadn’t. I owe her a debt of gratitude. Fine. I’ll talk to her and get it over with.
Me: I’m at Johnny’s with Dom. Stop by.
Tabitha: You’re here?
Me: Yes.
Tabitha: I’ll be right there.
Dominic tips his head toward the phone. “Who was that?”
“Tabitha.”
“Yuck.” He wrinkles his nose. “She’s such a schemer. I can’t believe you dated her, and why in the hell did you tell her where you are? Do you want to get back together with her?”
“Hell, no.” I shudder as all the memories of our time together pour through me. “I have no intention of dating her or anyone else. I’m a one-woman man.”
Dominic grins, and one dimple pokes out. “I can’t wait to meet this woman. She sounds like a doll.”
“She’s one of the sweetest women I’ve ever met, but she’s tough. When it was time to call me on my bullshit, she did. I love that about her.” I chuckle. “And she’s always rescuing something.”