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Me: Give Annabelle a big kiss from me.
Lindy: You got it! Let’s try for next week.
I give her text a thumbs up and put down my phone.
Alright then, back to work. Time to start raking in some much-needed cash.
I’m heading home when I remember that I’m completely out of coffee. I turn left to go to the closest grocery store. May as well pick up a few other things while I’m there. The fridge is almost empty.
I head in and take a deep whiff of the flowers that sit in bins right inside the doors. Grabbing some tulips, I put the stems in the provided plastic bag. I need some color in the apartment and those ought to do it.
I head down the produce aisle picking up a few things for the weekend – apples, carrots, lettuce, broccoli.
I swing down the aisle with all the coffee and just as I locate my favorite brand, I hear my name.
“Sasha.”
I recognize the voice instantly. I turn and look in his direction.
Spencer Sullivan stands a few feet away from me, looking about as uncomfortable as any man would after the conversation he and I had a week ago.
“Hi,” I say curtly, briefly looking at him before focusing again on finding the right bag of coffee. I feel my heart pounding in my chest and will myself to stay calm.
“I’ve been thinking about you. About us. And this situation. I’m sorry about how I reacted. I was going to call you,” he says in a low voice.
“Oh, really? Why didn’t you then?”
I continue to look at the shelf, knowing that if I look at him, tears may betray me and I just can’t have that.
“I haven’t figured out what I want to say yet,” he shrugs, looking sheepish. “Last week didn’t go well and I didn’t want to start another conversation if I wasn’t certain what I want to say.”
I grab my favorite bag of coffee and look Spencer directly in the eyes.
“Don’t bother, Spencer,” I growl. “I don’t need anything from you and I’d really rather not see you again.”
And then I turn on my heel and walk quickly toward the checkout counter. Holding back tears, I pay for my items and leave the store as quickly as possible.
Seriously… that’s the best he’s got? What a coward. I don’t need this shit. Life is crazy enough without having to deal with him and his apparent inability to deal with my pregnancy.
As I walk home, I think about how it’s obvious that I’m going to have to do this on my own. He’s not going to be here for me. Or our baby.
Chapter 20
Spencer
It’s Saturday morning and I didn’t have even a drop of alcohol last night. But, yet, I feel like I have an enormous hangover.
I thought about yesterday’s encounter with Sasha all night. I even dreamed about it. When she said she never wanted to see me again it stirred something in me. Something I can’t deny. Something that doesn’t want to walk away. I want this incredible woman and our baby in my life.
In my dream, I talked to my father about the situation. He told me to be a man and step up.
Now, I feel like I actually need to talk to my dad which feels crazy. I haven’t told anyone about the baby yet. Why the hell would I start with my dad?
But I feel an inescapable pull to call him.
“Hey, Spence… to what do I owe the pleasure?” Dad says, picking up the phone after just one ring.
“Hey! How are you? What are you and Mom up to today?” I’m sitting on the couch and start fidgeting with a pen that I picked up off the coffee table.
