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“Morgan. She made it easy.” He said it like the answer was obvious. “I’d never believed in fate or soul mates or any of that shit. But now.” He smirked. “Sometimes, no matter what we do or how hard we fight it, we end up being exactly where we’re supposed to be.”
I was so damn lost, no clue where I was supposed to be anymore. This was the place I’d been striving to be for months, but a big part of me was still in Half Moon Lake. With Tina and the kids. Game nights and building bat houses. Callie’s face when she passed the swim test. Teddy’s excitement each time he saw me. Tina’s smile that brightened my soul.
But fate was hard for me. If Levi’d only had that external injury, he would have lived. I’d stopped the bleeding, even when his unit’s medic couldn’t. And maybe if I’d had more time, I could have stopped the internal bleeding. If my team wouldhave gotten there sooner, noticed it earlier, I could have saved his life.
Nick’s words pierced through my thoughts.
“It’s a big fucking coincidence that his family moved to a small town in the mountains where you grew up, don’t you think?” He chuckled and shook his head. “My wife would say that was fate helping you find your happy ending, but she’s all about that romance shit.”
His tone was mocking, but his smile said he loved her for being the softness to his sharp edges.
“I don’t know. At first, I wondered if Levi sent them because I hadn’t delivered his message yet and he got tired of waiting.” I chuckled at that ridiculousness. “Then I called myself crazy and brushed it off as a coincidence.”
But now? Maybe I did believe Levi had sent them. I sighed and let my head fall back against the wall. And maybe I was meant to be on the dock that day Teddy fell in the lake. Meant to save him. Only now I was wondering if I’d saved him or if he’d saved me.
“I know that look.”
I lifted my head and took in the smirk plastered on his face.
“It’s the same look every guy has as it really hits them. All they’re about to give up.”
No. I’d already lost Tina forever. “It’s too late,” I mumbled, rubbing a hand over my chest, unsuccessfully trying to ease the ache there.
For a minute, her text had given me a shot of hope. But I couldn’t see how we could ever get past all the things that lay between us. But Nick was right. If there was even a sliver of a chance, could I really walk away without trying? Because in the end, she was worth it all, and I’d regret it forever if I didn’t try.
“Is it?” He pushed off the wall and held his hands out to the side. “So this is where you’re supposed to be?”
Chapter Thirty-One
TINA
I pickedup my phone and checked it for what felt like the hundredth time in the last few hours.Who starts a conversation and then goes radio silent?
Kylestillhadn’t responded, and I was restless, desperate to see the new message notification on my phone. He wanted to talk tomorrow morning, but that wouldn’t work for me. He knew the kids and I had school. Sure, he was probably busy packing up since he was leaving for New York tomorrow, but he couldn’t make time to stop by tonight?
I missed him more and more with every passing hour. Game nights weren’t the same without his shenanigans to add to the chaos, and his commentary aboutSupernaturalas heplowed through all the seasons was always the highlight of my day. I missed the big things, like the way he made my kids happy. And the simple things, like the way with just a touch or the brush of his lips, he made me feel desired, sexy. After my talk with Sarah earlier in the week, I knew I couldn’t let Kyle leave for New York with the way we’d left things.
The phone rang, and my heart leaped. I grabbed for it, but the second I saw Emily’s name flashing across the screen, it sank again.
I popped an earbud into one ear and answered.
“Did he text you back?”
“Yeah. After like an hour. He said he could stop by tomorrow morning to talk, but the kids and I have school. We went back and forth a few times, but he hasn’t responded since.”
Where did that leave us? He would probably be on his way to New York by the time school was over tomorrow. I blew out a breath.
“So I don’t know. It might be too late.” I twirled my wineglass. “He’s leaving for New York tomorrow.”
“Then you’ll have to talk over FaceTime.”
“Yeah, maybe.” I didn’t love the idea of having a serious conversation over the phone, but I’d do it if I had to. Because I definitely couldn’t leave things the way they were.
“If you love him, you need to tell him. Then you can hash everything else out.”
“I know.” I slumped back against the sofa cushion. That was why I’d texted him to begin with.
Without anything more to say, we ended the call, and I wallowed in self-pity while sipping my wine. The glass was half-empty when my phone vibrated on the cushion beside me. My stomach flipped when I read the notification. It wasa text from Kyle.
