Page 7 of The One for Me
Declan nods. “I know Sean, and he doesn’t do something without thinking it through. I know you two have history and don’t want to complicate things, but for what it’s worth, sometimes complications become miracles.” He looks back toward the room where Sydney is. “And believe me, you want the miracles.”
“Sean and I will figure it out,” I tell him, not wanting to get into it.
“I’m sure you will.”
“Call me if you guys need anything,” I say and then rush out of the house.
Once I get in my car, I pull my phone out and look at the text.
Sean: Dev, we need to talk. I’ll be in Sugarloaf next week, and avoiding each other isn’t going to work. Call me.
My fingers hover over the keys because, while I claim the kiss was a drunken mistake, it wasn’t. What if that was all it was for him, though? I don’t know that I’m strong enough to hear that. Then again, it might be exactly the right answer.
Instead of texting him, I press the call button. Now is not the time to be a chickenshit. Declan is right, this is complicated, but I need Sean in my life. I always have, and I can’t keep pushing him away.
“Hey.” Sean’s deep voice fills my ears, sending a rumble down to my stomach.
“Hey. Sorry I didn’t respond or call, but . . .”
“But we sort of crossed the line the other night.”
I guess we’re going to get right to it.
I sigh as I stare out the window. “Yeah, we did.”
“I’m sorry, Dev. I don’t know what got into me. I never should’ve kissed you. It was a mistake. A horrible one that I regret so much.”
Those four words just broke my heart. I close my eyes to stop the emotions that are robbing me of breath and then let them go. It was one night, we drank too much, and things got carried away.
“It was,” I confirm.
Sean is silent for a second before saying, “It won’t happen again.”
There’s a strain in his voice, and I know I have to say something to salvage this. “We were drunk and . . . there’s been a lot going on for both of us. You’re my best friend, and I don’t want to lose that.”
“You’ll never lose me,” he says with promise.
“Good. Then, it’s fine, we’ll pretend it never happened and go back to the way things always have been.”
Sean laughs, but it sounds forced. “Sounds good to me.”
Sounds like hell to me, but what other choice do I have? Tell him that I want something more when he clearly thinks it was a “horrible mistake”? No. That would be stupid and reckless. Not to mention, I can’t leave Sugarloaf. There are things here that matter to me, more than my own heart. I have to be smart and think of what is important.
I look over at the clock and sigh. “I have to go. I’m heading to my brother’s for dinner and I have to be up at like four in the morning to see Austin’s baseball game tomorrow and...”
And I’m lying because I can’t talk to you right now.
“That early?”
“Yes. His game is early. You remember how those tournaments go.”
Even if there isn’t one, Austin will have something baseball related.
“Yeah, I remember. I talked to your brother the other day about working with the kids one-on-one. It’ll be good to help out and not be stuck on the farm, twiddling my thumbs or trying to learn about the damn cows.”
I smile, knowing Austin will absolutely love it. There’s nothing like getting to hang out with your idol. He adores Sean, mostly because he’s a famous baseball player, which is what he hopes to be some day.
“I’m sure the kids of Sugarloaf will be happy.”
