Page 76 of Accidental Baby Daddy

“I’m sorry, Lexie. But I’m always going to be suspicious of you and Tristan. I just can’t forgive you.”

“There’s nothing to forgive and there never has been,” I barked, before walking out of the office and hurrying back to the bar to help clean up.

“Are you all right?” Krista asked in a low voice, her eyes wide. I only nodded, sweeping furiously, allowing my anger to guide the broom.

By the time I was done, all of the customers were gone except for Tristan, who stood near the back door.

I walked up to him, putting my hand on his arm to get his attention.

He turned to look at me, a sheepish smile on his face.

“I didn’t mean to cause drama, Lex, I really didn’t.”

“I know you didn’t,” I said easily. “But listen, I could use a ride home, if you’re able.”

“Of course,” he replied, surprise evident on his handsome face.

I could feel Oliver’s eyes on us as we left the Pig, but I didn’t care. Let him be mad. He’d never given me the benefit of the doubt, never trusted me, and I was right that he’d never trust me now.

We couldn’t be together. Not ever, not if he couldn’t put any faith in me.

“I wish I knew where Oliver got the idea that we were hooking up,” Tristan said after we were on the road.

I huffed out a breath. “Me, too. He’s crazy about it. He always has been.”

“He’s still crazy about you,” Tristan said softly.

I snorted. “He sure has a funny way of showing it.”

“He wouldn’t still be jealous if he didn’t care, Lex. He’d be over it by now.”

“It doesn’t matter if he cares or not,” I said firmly. “He admitted he can’t trust me. A relationship is nothing without trust.”

“And what about the baby?” he asked, then winced slightly. “Sorry. I know that’s none of my business.”

I smiled at him. “We’re friends,” I said. “Of course it’s your business. Not to mention I blurted it out right in front of you.”

“I have to admit I was surprised,” he chuckled.

I smiled at him. Tristan had always been a good friend to me, and to Oliver, but it’d been years since I’d allowed myself to think about him. Oliver had messed me up so much by not trusting me, accusing me of sleeping with his best friend behind his back.

Oliver had never been the jealous type, and I had no idea where he’d gotten the idea that Tristan and I were sleeping together back then.

“He’ll always be in the baby’s life. We’ll be civil, we just can’t be together,” I stated, and Tristan nodded.

After giving him directions, he showed no surprise that I was living in Oliver’s cabin, but I was sure he was curious. I was grateful he didn’t ask more questions, though.

I only wanted to go there to pack up my things. I planned on moving in with Gillian after tonight, not wanting to be around Oliver all the time. I knew it would drive me crazy.

Tristan smiled and waved at me as I got out of the car. “Don’t be a stranger,” he said, and I smiled back.

“I won’t. No reason to be.”

I closed the car door softly then went inside, packing a few essentials before calling Gillian.

“Pick me up at the cabin,” I said after she answered.

“Lex?” She sounded concerned.

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