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“I do understand your worry, Kady, I just thought you were stronger than the person who left yesterday.”
With that he leaves.
I stumble into my living room, sinking into the cushions, just in time for a whole new wave of tears to fall. This is not me, I am stronger than this; I am the mouthy, catty one, not the one who sits and cries over shit.
I deal with things head on, taking no shit from anyone.
Pulling a crochet blanket off the back of the couch over me, I snuggle down. It was a gift from an elderly customer, when I made her a memorial heart for her late husband.
Switching on the TV, I flick through the channels landing on Yellowstone. This is good enough to help me get lost in my head; have you seen Luke Grimes in Levi’s? Damn.
I spend the rest of the day wallowing in my feelings, plus my choices: past and future decisions. By the time I drift off to sleep, it is Calder’s face that fills my mind, along with the feeling that I fucked up.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CALDER
Pushing through the door of Coffee Cove, I smile at my Aunt Farrah who is behind the counter, wiping down the worktop.
“Hey, sweetie. What can I get you? And how is that sweet baby boy of yours?” Her smile brightens up her face.
Still, at her age, Farrah is a very beautiful woman.
“He is good. I think we are both adjusting. It has been a long fucking week,” I tell her.
Kane came into my life a week ago and it has been a very fucking strange seven days, let me tell you.
“You are a father. It is funny to think about, Calder. We always knew that all that sex that you had would catch up to you one day.” She laughs. “But you have stepped up and done yourself and your family proud.”
My ego perks up, preening like a fucking peacock.
“He is a good kid, likes his sleep, but who doesn’t at four weeks old, ya know. He is like his dad likes his food, sleeping, and the ladies. The kid is a chick magnet.” I wink at her.
“Chick magnet. You moved on fast, then.” Shaking her head, her smile slips from her face.
Fuck.
It has been a week since I have seen or heard from Kady. Not since she left the clubhouse, minutes after me finding out that I had a kid, and an hour after my dick was so deep inside her I thought that we were something.
“Just dealing with everything. Can I get two coffees please; one of those girly lattes, and a black coffee for me? Fuck it, four of those bear claws,” I order.
With a little nod, she makes my order.
Pictures of Kady flash through my skull, and I fucking hate that she left, but the next day, I was feeding Kane at my parents’ house and my folks joined me.
My mom talked while I fed my boy, her sweet voice making me see some sense in how Kady reacted. My father was pissed at her because I am his kid and it involved his grandson, but he also did understand her reason for leaving.
“Here you go.” I thank Farrah and hand her the money to pay but she shakes her head. “You are not paying, honey, put that away.”
“Thanks.” I grin, stuffing the cash in the tips jar.
“Get the hell out of here.” She waves me away, giggling.
I leave and walk to my truck, because yes, I have a fucking truck now. Being a dad to a newborn baby has its downfalls, but I will have him on my bike when he is old enough to hold on. Fuck, I will buy him his first bike if I can beat my father to it.
The drive to Kady’s is a quick one, and I run over what the hell I am going to say to her. I am not good at this talking shit, unless it is to get a woman to fuck me; all this serious shit gets me all tongue-tied.
I park next to her car and look through the windshield, seeing her in her little store, and pride swells in my chest seeing that she has a few customers in there with her. When I first came to her store, I was surprised at the shit that she does.
