Page 57 of Broken-Hearted

“Jeremy and I had this stupid argument once. He compared our future baby to a donut.”

I stare at her.

She laughs. “It was stupid. But…” Her smile fades. “There’s so much I don’t want to change. Neither of us were great at opening up to each other, but we’ve finally reached a point where we are now. I don’t want to lose that.”

“Who says things have to change?” A male voice comes from directly outside the closed front door and Savannah and I both jump.

She glares at the door. “Jeremy! Are you out there eavesdropping?”

The door swings open and a tall, handsome dark-haired man with whiskey-brown eyes, wearing black jeans and a white tee, smiles at me before focusing on Savannah. “Do you think I won’t notice when my mate takes off? I was worried. More worried because you’ve been so quiet lately.”

Her glare melts away. “Oh, I just…”

He holds a hand out to her. “Come here, baby.”

Savannah puts her mug down and walks over to him.

Jeremy draws her into a hug. “That’s why you didn’t want to tell anyone about the baby yet?”

She shakes her head.

He tucks her closer, kissing the top of her head. “I told you before that nothing else matters to me but you and donut.”

I hide a smile as Savannah growls. “Donut?”

“Yeah. Donut. Come on, we’ve got a lot to talk about. Mainly the good things.”

“Like?” Savannah peers up at him.

“Like where we’re going to live. One room in the house isn’t enough. And names. Donut is cool, but I’m sure we can do better.” His smile fades as he looks down at her. “And our happy future. All thegoodthings we have to look forward to.”

As he leads Savannah out of the cabin, she twists to face me. “Thanks for listening. It helped a lot.”

I lift my mug. “Thanks for the chocolate.”

Savannah stops just outside. “You should try it.”

“Try what?” I ask.

“Looking at the positives. Like maybe staying.”

I smile and nod, but I’m sure I won’t stay. My feet will soon get itchy and I’ll want to move on. It hasn’t happened yet, but it will.

“And Clara?” Jeremy asks.

“Yeah?”

He gives me a searching look. “I haven’t known Nate as long as Savannah and the rest of the Blackshaws. But go easy on his heart, eh? It’s surprisingly soft. And us guys don’t always have it easy when we lose our minds over our women.”

“Lose your minds?” I echo, though I can’t imagine Nathan has lost his mind for me.

“Yeah.” He draws Savannah closer to his side. “Once, I did something pretty stupid thinking it would mean I got to keep Savannah. I didn’t tell her the truth, and I should have.”

“And the truth was?” I ask.

Savannah grins at him. “That he was my mate. I didn’t see it when I should have.”

They leave, and I let my hot chocolate get cold thinking about Nathan’s soft heart.

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