Page 66 of Love Unforgettable
“Yes.”
I lean over the counter to get in his face. “And did you just tell me you loved me, not two days ago, while your fingers were inside me?” I hiss.
Cole coughs, then clears his throat. Trevor looks over at him, but I just keep looking at Trevor.
Finally, he looks back at me. “Yes.”
I step back and straighten, thoroughly disgusted with him.
“I meant everything I said, Lexie.”
“Don’t, Trevor. Just don’t. Go find your family and don’t ever contact me again.”
“Lexie, please.” Trevor’s voice rises slightly.
I glance around to make sure no one is listening, then lean back over the counter. “Keep your voice down. We aren’t going to talk, Trevor. Period. All you’ve done is hurt me, repeatedly. I mean what did you think was going to happen? I would just go along with being your mistress?”
Lexie, if you keep asking him questions, then technically you are talking now.
Shut-up.
“She wasn’t supposed to be here already.”
“Excuse me?” Because, did he really just say what I think he said.
“She was supposed to stay in New York until after the baby was born, and then make the move out here. But when I got back to New York, she was suddenly packed and ready to go. She’s not even supposed to be flying this late in her term. There was nothing I could do.”
I shut my eyes and shake my head. “Trevor, I can’t . . . you’re just . . . nothing you just said made it any better. You made it worse. So, you would have continued pretending your entire family didn’t exist for another month or two? And that would have accomplished what exactly?”
He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, then runs his fingers through his hair. For the first time ever, I don’t have the urge to mimic the movement.
“I would have had more time,” he says.
“More time. For what?” I ask.
“A solution. One that would make everyone happy.”
“Trevor, I will never, ever be happy in second place. Or sharing.”
“That’s what I mean, I could have figured that all out. Elise and I have been having troubles anyway.”
“So, what? You thought you’d just skip out on your wife and kid, with another kid on the way, and make a new life for yourself in California? You’re sick, Trevor. I’m done.”
“Lexie . . .”
“You heard the lady,” Cole says.
“Who ARE you?” Trevor asks him.
“Cole Mason,” Cole says. “I’d shake your hand, but I just washed mine and don’t feel like touchin’ trash.”
I have to stop myself from laughing aloud. Cole keeps talking, his voice low and calm. “Now, it’s clear you keep trying to piss on Lexie’s leg and convince her it’s rainin’, but it’s not gonna float, not no more, got me?”
“No, I don’tgot you,” Trevor says to Cole. Then he turns to me and says, “Lexie, can we please just go talk. Just for a minute. I need to explain.”
“Trevor,” I say. “Yourwifeis about twenty feet behind you and advancing quickly. I suggest you back off and try to get your shit together.” Trevor steps back and puts his hands in his pockets. I grab a towel and wipe down the bar.
Elise taps Trevor on the shoulder. “Hey, babe, Paisley is falling asleep while standing and I can’t carry her. Do you want us to call a cab or are you ready to go?”
