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“The practice is closed next week, and I want to see if Caleb wants to join me in Cabo. I thought we could rent a yacht.”
I snicker at his request. “You want to take Caleb to Mexico?”
“Yes. Or you both could come if you’re uncomfortable with that.”
Is he serious?
“Yeah, no. I don’t think I want to be stuck on a boat with you and your pregnant girlfriend for a week.”
“Ivy isn’t going.”
“Why not?”
“She’s too far along in her pregnancy. Her doctor advised against air travel, and I agree.”
“So, you figured, Why not ask my ex-wife to come along instead? Rather than … I don’t know … stay in Chicago with the woman who’s about to have your baby!”
“She’s not going to deliver next week.”
“Oh, well, in that case …”
“Taeli, I miss you, and I miss my son. Is that so hard to believe?”
“Of course not, but I’m not flying off on vacation with you.”
“Please,” he begs.
“No, Damon. We’re getting divorced. That means no more holidays, no more vacations, and no more family dinners together. You have a new family now.”
“I’m sorry,” he blurts out.
“Sorry for what exactly?”
“If I made you feel like you weren’t enough. It was me. I knew I wasn’t enough for you. You’re perfect. The perfect wife and the perfect mother, and I just wanted someone who needed me. Someone who looked at me and treated me like I was a prize.”
“That’s the most deplorable excuse for cheating I’ve ever heard.”
“It’s the truth.”
“I hope you got your wish and Ivy treats you like a god,” I bite out.
“I’m sure you do.”
“I’m being honest, Damon. Because I hate to think that you tore our family apart for nothing.”
“Taeli …” There is so much anguish in the way he says that one word.
“Good-bye, Damon.”
“What about Caleb?” he asks before I can click off the line.
“I’ll talk to him tonight. If he wants to join you, I won’t stop him.”
“Tell him I’ll FaceTime him tomorrow.”
I end the call.
What are you doing, Damon?
He has a lot of nerve, trying to weasel his way back into my life. I guess his plaything is out of commission at the moment, so he figures I’ll jump at the chance to spend a week on a yacht with him.
How pathetic does he think I am?
Hilton’s truck pulls into the lot, and Graham and his brothers climb out.
“You guys all done?” I ask.
“Yep, we’re heading back to work. Pop was just dropping us back to our vehicles,” Weston answers.
Graham breaks off from the group and walks over to me.
“Is something wrong?” he asks, reading my thoughts.
I wave the phone in the air. “Just dealing with a nuisance.”
He nods.
“What are your plans for the evening?” he asks.
I shrug.
“I don’t know, but whatever they are, they are going to include Caleb.”
“Would the two of you want to go listen to some live music?” he asks.
“I’m not taking my twelve-year-old into a bar.”
“Of course not, I was talking about the band performing at the Blackbird Motel. They have a big cookout on the third Thursday of every month, and they showcase local artists and musicians. Garrett’s old bandmates are playing tonight. It’s completely kid-friendly.”
“Oh, that sounds nice,” I say.
“I can pick you guys up around six,” he offers.
“Can Mom come too? I feel like I owe her after the last few nights. I don’t want to leave her to eat alone.”
“Sure.”
“Okay. We’ll see you at six.”
“It’s a date.”
