Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 96141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
She pouted. “Study for math. If I don’t pass this final, I won’t graduate.”
“I’ll help you when I get back.”
Summer laid on her belly on the bed and watched me dress. “I love when you tutor me.”
I yanked on a pair of jeans. “You like that it’s free. I might start charging you.”
“I’m good with that. So long as you accept sexual favors as payment.”
I sniffed a T-shirt hanging from an open drawer. I wasn’t sure if I’d tossed it there while getting undressed or if it was falling out because I’d grabbed something underneath and not bothered to fix the mess it made. Deciding it passed as clean, I tugged it on.
“That’s such a guy thing.” Summer scrunched up her nose. “Sniffing clothing before putting it on.”
I eyed her lacy black thong on the floor next to the bed and scooped it up. Cupping the thin material in two hands, I brought it to my nose and took a loud, exaggerated whiff of her panties.
She shook her head but smiled. “You’re gross.”
“Yeah. You think that’s gross?” I stuffed her underwear into my jeans pocket. “I’m keeping these until later, and I’m going to snort them like a fucking perv on the long bus ride home as some sort of demented foreplay before I come back and eat you.”
***
Jayce seemed distracted as we waited in line for coffee. “My treat,” I said when we got to the register.
“Thanks.”
He was quiet even when we sat down. “What’s up with you? You look like someone killed your dog.”
Jayce forced a smile. “Just tired, I guess.”
“New fiancée wearing you out already, old man?”
My brother stared down at his cup. “She’s pregnant.”
Not exactly the direction I expected this conversation to go. “Wow. Umm…congratulations.”
He raked fingers through his hair. “I really like her a lot.”
“You don’t love her?”
He shook his head. “No. I wish I did.”
“Then why did you ask her to get married?”
“It was an accident.”
My brows rose. “An accident? How, exactly, do you accidentally propose to someone.”
His head dropped into his hands. “I don’t know. She told me she was pregnant, and she was upset. Obviously, it wasn’t planned. She was crying and said she’d always dreamed of getting married and having kids but not starting a family so young and on her own. I would never abandon her, and I didn’t want her to feel like she was doing it on her own.”
“So you asked her to marry you?”
Jayce yanked on his hair. “Fuck! I hated seeing her bawl, and it’s my responsibility, too.”
“Maybe she feels the same way? She might be scared and not want to marry you either. What did she say when you asked her?”
He slumped farther into his chair. “Her face lit up, and she jumped into my arms and said she loved me.”
Shit. Jayce is a stand-up guy. As much as it seems ludicrous that someone could accidentally ask someone to marry him—it made total sense when it came to my brother. In fact, he was such a good guy that I knew the answer to my next question before I even asked. “Did you tell her you loved her back?”
He looked at me. Of course he did.
When he picked up his coffee to drink, his hand was shaking so badly that he sloshed it all over the place.
“It’s gonna be okay, bro.”
“How?”
“You’ll talk to her. Tell her you care about her and you plan to support the baby, but you’re not ready to get married.”
Jayce stayed quiet for a long time. He looked deep in thought. “Why can’t I love her?” He mumbled. “She deserves better than a guy who can’t give her his heart because someone still has a piece of it.”
I closed my eyes.
My fucking heart broke for so many reasons.
Chapter 25
Natalia
I woke to an empty bed.
I’d left my phone somewhere in the living room, and there wasn’t a bedside alarm clock. The blinds were drawn, but the slats were open, and since no light was coming in, I guessed it wasn’t yet morning. But where was Hunter? I waited a few minutes to see if he’d just gotten up to get a drink or use the bathroom, but he didn’t come back, and the apartment had no sound of anyone moving around. Unable to fall back asleep, I wrapped a sheet around my naked body and went to look for the man whose arms I’d drifted off in.
All of the lights were off, but the city from beyond the sliding glass doors illuminated the apartment enough for me to see that Hunter wasn’t in it. Finding my phone, I checked the time—four-thirty in the morning. We’d only fallen asleep a couple of hours ago. Perhaps Hunter was an early riser gym rat?
This girl wasn’t, so I decided to head back to bed and get the answer when I woke back up in a few more hours. I was almost at the door to the bedroom when movement from the balcony caught my attention. Hunter was sitting outside.