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He thought back to the trip and going to CVS with Ayesha. She’d claimed the pregnancy tests were for Ari, but she’d seemed uncomfortable. Obviously, she’d been lying about something, but he would have never guessed that.
If Sydney had thought she was pregnant, why wouldn’t she have wanted him to know? That wasn’t something she should have had to deal with on her own, without his support, regardless of what the test said.
“He’s going to ask why I didn’t say anything, Larke,” she continued. “I don’t know if I can look the man I’ve loved for sixteen years in the face and tell him that me and Kofi were dating pretty heavily back then, and there was a high chance it would have been Kofi’s baby.”
“What the fuck?”
Sydney’s head popped up.
Her mouth fell open.
“Syd, what’d you just say?”
“Larke, I’ll call you back.”
“Is that why Kofi followed you around all night at Tayler and Gage’s wedding?” he asked. “Because you two had history?”
She stuffed her phone into her purse. “Yes. He, um, wanted to get back together.”
“Did he know you thought you might be pregnant?”
She nodded.
“Why’d you tell him and not me?”
She pressed her lips together, and realization dawned on him.
“Syd, are you serious right now?”
“Just so you know, me and Kofi got tested before we started sleeping together, and we were monogamous—”
“Monogamous?You were sleeping with me!”
Several heads turned in their direction.
“Actually,” he set the shopping basket on the floor, “let me go. I can’t look at you right now.”
It had been one thing to leave him the way she had; she did what was best for her, and he eventually understood and accepted that. Hell, he was getting over it.
But she’d used him.
She’dusedhim.
Like a jackass, he’d crawled into her bed and asked her to let him hold her like he used to, and she’d coaxed him into sex because she didn’t need to be held. Someone had already been doing that for her.
He left the store and headed for the parking garage, but she caught him just before he reached his car, circling her deceitful fingers around his elbow.
“Joel, wait.”
“Sydney,” he swallowed, but it didn’t clear the tightness from his throat, “would it have been my baby or Kofi’s?”
“I…don’t know for sure.”
“That close together?”
“Joel, I liked him, but I love you. Plus, you would have wondered why I wanted to stop having sex. What was I supposed to tell you?”
“The truth!”
