Total pages in book: 296
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
She nods, and I feel good we’ve found common ground, regardless if it’s still shaky. We don’t make small talk, but instead, I finish my coffee and then stand to leave. I thank her for the hospitality, and we exchange contact information. After her number is saved in my phone, I tell her I’ll look into a testing facility and send all the details as soon as I have them.
“I’m staying in a hotel down the road, so I’m not far if you need anything…” I say when she walks me to the door.
“Thanks.”
Turning, I smile at Dawson who’s happily bouncing around the living room to the music playing on the TV. “Bye, Dawson. See you soon!” I wave, and my heart melts a little when he waves in return.
The next two days fly by. We go to the lab for the blood tests, have lunch and dinner, and try to get to know each other between all the craziness. My thoughts are all over the place, and I can’t seem to focus past the fact that in a week I’ll find out for sure if Dawson’s my kid or not. Though a part of me is hoping he is because after spending time with him, I’m already wondering when I’ll get to see him again.
I’m grateful for the five a.m. flight because I need to get back to work and more importantly, back to Rowan. She’s texted and called, but I haven’t figured out a way to tell her this yet. I’m nervous about what she’ll say, but mostly what this’ll mean for our relationship. No doubt she’s asked Riley and he told her I had an emergency. I just hope he didn’t tell her everything.
As the plane takes off, my nerves get the best of me as reality sets in that I will have a lot of explaining to do. Telling her I got a random woman I met in Vegas pregnant three years ago and it’s quite possible I’m his dad. It’ll take a week for the results to come in, however, after seeing Dawson in the flesh, and hearing Chelsea wasn’t with anyone else, there’s really no doubt. Hopefully, Rowan will understand, and she doesn’t think less of me for something I did years ago. I told her that wasn’t my lifestyle anymore, and I’m ready to prove that, but now I’m worried she’ll think the worst.
I can’t even be that surprised this happened. Riley always warned me that my party life would catch up with me someday. I haven’t been that reckless since I was twenty-one, but it doesn’t change anything now. Once I was promoted to oversee the cattle operation, I realized there was no room for that type of lifestyle anymore. Kicking women out of my bed at four a.m. was no fun when I had to be at work at the butt crack of dawn.
All I’ve wanted since discovering my feelings for Rowan weren’t one-sided and that she had them too was to settle down with one woman and build a family with her someday. I just never imagined it’d be like this. It’s as if the universe gave me an Uno reverse card as soon as things got serious.
Rowan deserves to be more than my best-kept secret, and I want the whole world to know we’re together and that she’s mine. But after she finds out the news of my new reality, she may write me off completely. I’m not sure my heart would ever be able to recover from losing Rowan Bishop, especially when there’s no doubt she’s my past, present, and future.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
ROWAN
I look down at my phone, turn it off, then turn it back on to make sure it’s still working. After I go into my messages, I see the last one Diesel sent, which was yesterday morning. Since then, he’s been eerily quiet and not responded to anything I’ve texted. They’ve all gone unanswered. Every. Single. One.
Alarm bells go off in my head, and I can’t help but feel doubt creep in. My heart tells me something’s wrong, but I tell myself he’s probably just busy on a job. There are times when he doesn’t have his cell phone on him, so I try not to overreact, especially after the amazing weekend we just had, but my thirteen-year-old insecurities are resurfacing after not hearing from him. He already thinks I’m a crazy ex-girlfriend, considering what I did to Nick’s Corvette, which has proven to be a big mistake. No taking it back now, though. What’s done is done.
The next morning, I still have zero text messages from Diesel. While I’m concerned something happened to him, all I can think is if I said or did something wrong. We shared an amazing night away, and now he’s basically ghosted me. It’s exactly what Diesel promised never to do and everything my brother said he does. Unable to lie in bed any longer, I sit up and pull my hair into a high bun. I can hear Mom chatting with someone in the kitchen. Riley.