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“I’ll explain on the way home,” I promised.

“Be there soon.”

I packed a few more things as I waited, telling myself I’d get the rest later. I had a shift at the store in the morning, and I wanted to get a few hours of decent sleep. Not that I really believed I could. Spending the night away from Oliver, away from the cabin would do me some good.

Tears began to burn at the backs of my eyes as I waitedon the porch for Gillian, and I all but jumped into her car before she put it in park.

“Oh, Lex. What happened?” she asked, and I burst into tears.

“Just drive,” I sobbed, and she did. I didn’t want to see Oliver tearing into the driveway, mad and jealous for no reason over Tristan.

I’d never done anything to hurt him, and it just about killed me that he thought I would. I had no idea how he’d gotten that idea back then, or even now, but I guessed it didn’t matter anymore.

Love meant trust, and if he couldn’t trust me...

“I told him about the baby,” I muttered. “And he just wants to be friends.”

Gillian gasped. “Friends? He really said that? Oh my God, men are such assholes.”

“Yeah, well, it doesn’t matter now,” I said, wiping at my face. “I’ve got a baby to worry about, regardless of what he wants our relationship to be.”

I started to sob again. Gillian steered the car over to the shoulder of the road and took me into her arms.

“I’ll be there for you. Maybe Mom will too. I know she can be flaky, but maybe she means it this time,” she said, rubbing my back to comfort me.

After I managed to get myself together, Gillian pulled back onto the highway. We made it home without further incident, and I tiredly dragged my stuff inside, planting it in her guest room.

“Are you going to be okay tonight?” Gillian asked quietly.

“Would you sleep in my bed with me?” I asked in a small voice. “Just for tonight?”

“Of course,” she said, climbing into bed with me afterwashing our faces, brushing our teeth, and putting our jammies on.

I laid in bed next to my baby sister for the first time since we were kids, looking up at the ceiling and wondering if I’d ever get to sleep.

Oliver didn’t love me. He couldn’t, not after the way he’d acted tonight. I’d hoped the baby would change things. I thought Oliver had gotten past his feelings from years ago, that I could forgive him for being young and jealous.

But he was the same person now as he was then, despite being an excellent father.

I guess that was the one thing I could count on.

We’d never be together, but I knew he’d be good to our child.

It was the best I could hope for.

Chapter 24

Oliver

It made me feel completely crazy, jealous, and full of rage seeing Lexie leave with Tristan. I wanted to rush after them, run them down, pull Tristan out of the car and punch him over and over.

But on the other hand, I’d been a complete ass to Lexie, especially after she’d revealed she was pregnant. How many times had I asked her if the baby was mine?

I didn’t know what to do. I’d lied to Lexie when I said I just wanted to be friends. I wanted more, so much more. I wanted all of her. And I wanted this baby, too. But I’d been too damn stupid and jealous to admit it.

She was right, I didn’t trust her. I hadn’t trusted her back then when she told me she’d never cheated on me, and I didn’t trust her now. I didn’t know if I ever could. The fact that she wouldn’t own up to it, even years later, made me nuts.

Tristan had always denied it as well. So I couldn’t help but wonder, was it really true? Had I been wrong all this time?

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