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If he came back around, begging for another chance, deep down she would always suspect he only came back because of the baby, and not because he wanted her.
She would never believe he wanted to be with her. Never believe he cared. Nothing would change that. He’d made his feelings for her, or lack thereof, very clear.
It was over. It was all over.
Her phone buzzed, and she glanced down at it, her stomach rolling. She pressed a hand to it, frowning at his name on the screen as she silently prayed not to throw up again. She flipped the phone over, not answering, and turned back to the reports on her computer screen. They wouldn’t fill themselves out, and she wasn’t emotionally prepared to deal with Wyatt.
He would just have to wait until she was ready.
And that was that.
When she’d seen the photos of him surface from the night they’d “broken up,” she couldn’t believe that he’d gone from her place to a bar with a bunch of women. She shouldn’t have been—he never made a secret about his affinities—but he’d picked up chicks on the same day he found out she was pregnant with his child…so screw him.
The pain he’d given to her had helped her, in the end.
It had shown her it was time to move on…
Without him.
A knock sounded on her door, and she lifted her head. “Who is it?”
“Me,” a muffled voice called back.
“Come in.”
Her brother walked in. He wore a plaid shirt, a pair of khakis, and a baseball hat with the Saviors logo on it. He glanced around the room, seemingly to search for something, but his gaze landed on her without any hint of having found it. “Do you have a minute?”
“Sure.”
He shut the door behind him, crossed his arms, and leaned back against it. He opened his mouth but didn’t speak. After a moment, he sighed and pushed off the door, pacing in front of her. “I’m not sure how to say this. I just…you…well…”
“You’re making me nervous.”
“Sorry,” he said, running his hand over the picture of the flower shop when it first opened years ago. “Mom and Dad have been together a long time. Happy. Married.”
Kassidy swallowed. “Yeah…?”
“They love one another and support one another, and they’ve always given us a good example of what love is,” he said, looking uncomfortable.
She said nothing, just waited for him to get to the point.
He would eventually.
“For a while, when you were seeing Wyatt, you had that look. That happy look. The same one they have in this picture.” He pointed at their parents and then turned back to her. “You had a pep to your step, a glow to your eyes, or something corny like that, and you don’t have it anymore. It’s gone. I guess what I’m asking is…why?”
She swallowed. She’d never really thought her brother paid much attention to her moods, good or otherwise. Tears blurred her vision, but she blinked them away. She was a hormonal mess right now, which was another reason she’d been avoiding Wyatt. If he tried to win her back through soft words and softer promises, she wasn’t sure she’d have the strength to do what she had to.
Wasn’t sure she could say no.
“I’m fine, Caleb.” She stood up, wrapping her arms around herself, and smiled. It hurt. “It’s just…me and Wyatt didn’t work out, is all. He wants different things than I do. We tried to make it work. To make it real. But…” She lifted her shoulder. “I want more.”
“And you deserve it,” he said, not meeting her eyes. He took his hat off, frowning down at it. “If he can’t give it to you, if he can’t love you, then he’s an idiot.”
“He’s not. He made it very clear from the beginning that we weren’t going to be forever, and I was okay with that. Even when he told me he wanted to try for more, I was okay.”
Caleb frowned. “You guys tried for more?”
“We did. But it didn’t work.” She crossed the room, took his hat out of his hand, and set it back in place on his head. “You don’t have to be mad at him or hate the Saviors because he’s on the team. It’s not his fault it didn’t work out. If anything, it’s mine. I want more than he can give me, even though he was clear he couldn’t give it to me, so I’m the reason it ended.”
