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“You didn’t have to promise me anything. Your eyes, your touch, your smile, it all spoke for itself, Caleb. I know you love me. Why can’t you just let us be together? Jax would eventually understand. There has to be something else, something you’re not telling me, and I can’t for the life of me figure out why you’re constantly fighting this connection we have.” Tears slid down the sides of her face.

“It’s not fair. And now, all of a sudden, you’re getting married? How is this even happening? You just said so yourself—you don’t do relationships, commitment isn’t your thing, so why her, huh? Why her of all women? I guess she must have one hell of a pussy.”

Sweeping the hair away from her face, I tucked it behind her ear. Letting my fingers linger on her soft skin, I rasped, “Yours is the sweetest pussy I’ve ever had.”

Our eyes locked.

“Then why are you marrying her?”

“I told you it doesn’t matter. It won’t change anything. I’m marrying her, whether I want to or not.”

In the saddest tone I’d ever heard come out of her mouth, she repeated, “Why?”

“I need to go.”

“No!” She adamantly shook her head. “You don’t get to show up here and pretend to be the victim. You’re not leaving until you tell me why.”

I brushed away a single tear that rolled down her beautiful face.

I wasn’t expecting what she said next. “I love you, Caleb. You know I’ve always loved you. There were so many times I’ve wanted to say it, but I held back. Thinking we’d have more time. That eventually we would be together. I thought…” She bowed her head, expressing how she truly felt about me for the very first time. “I mean … I know you love me too.” Looking up through the slits of her eyes, she coaxed, “Right?”

“Evie … please don’t make this harder than it already is.”

“Then tell me I imagined it. Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t love me.”

She was pleading.

Desperate.

I’d never seen her this way. Evie was always strong, confident, determined. I hated myself for breaking her down.

I needed to let her go. We could never be. Then or now.

As if reading my thoughts, she begged, “Please don’t marry her.” Placing her hand over my heart, she added, “Marry me instead.”

The power of her words brought me to my knees. I should have begged for her forgiveness. Instead, I took one last look at her, not wanting to remember her this way, but I was fully aware this moment would forever haunt me.

She would forever haunt me.

With the last ounce of strength I had, I broke her heart for the last time. Finally confessing…

“She’s pregnant with my baby.”

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