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“Cara?” she asked.
“Yeah. I didn’t fight for her. Of course, now I know I let the rumors about her and Jeff spending time together when I was gone on a chartered flight eat away at me. But instead of saying something, I said nothing.”
“But you asked her to marry you?”
It was my turn to be surprised, but honesty was my best defense.
“I was grasping at straws. It was nothing but my ego wanting to win the girl. If she’d said yes, then everything everyone was saying wasn’t true.”
“From her point of view, you didn’t care. You’d moved on within days of you breaking up because, in her words, the fact that you didn’t want kids was a deal breaker.”
I choked on a laugh. “I was nineteen. Of course, I didn’t want kids. Hell, I realized after I asked her to marry me that I didn’t want that either.”
“You didn’t love her?”
“I loved her in the way that a naïve boy loves the first girl to blow his mind. But we weren’t right for each other. She’s more suited to Jeff. They’re happily married with three kids and I’m happy for them.”
“How do you feel about that?”
“What?” I asked.
“Kids? What are your thoughts about kids now?”
“Maybe someday.” I couldn’t read her expression, so I pushed forward. “I do have another proposition for you.” I waited a beat before continuing and dug up sand and released it slowly out of my hand to keep busy as to not reach for her. “The airlines are still trying to recover. Meanwhile, charter flights are booming. Even if you don’t want to work on things with me, we could use a flight attendant on staff.”
“Work on us?” she asked, astonished not by my job offer.
“Yes. I wasn’t going to ask you how you felt about me, but fuck it. Have you been seeing anyone else?”
“No. You?” she asked. I shook my head. “Are you hooking up with anyone?”
I lifted my hand. “Just me and this guy.”
Her jaw dropped. “No one, for five months?”
“There’s no one else for me.”
A tear slipped from her eye and I closed the distance between us to wipe it from her face.
“Don’t cry,” I begged.
“You don’t understand,” she sobbed.
“I understand love is when two people don’t give up but fight for each other. Are you willing to fight with me?”
“I.” She hesitated. “I love you too, but there’s something I need to tell you.”
I didn’t understand why she was getting to her feet until she stood there.
“How far along?” I asked, remaining calm as I stared at her rounded belly.
“I planned to tell you.”
“How far along?” I repeated because I didn’t trust myself from saying something stupid.
“About five months.” She spoke so quietly if the wave hadn’t broken a second before I might not have heard her.
I got to my feet, wondering if I should leave because fighting with her couldn’t be good for the baby.
