“Are you sure?”
Lucas nods. “Positive. Dad would want it.”
Turning, Hailey lets out a shaky breath and looks at Colt. “Colt—Dad—will you… Will you walk me down the aisle?”
The proud honor on his face makes her heart melt. “I would be happy to.”
“Mom, I think it’s my job to walk you to your seat,” Lucas says and holds out his elbow to her.
Letting Lex stay with Hailey as she got ready is probably the longest Lucas has let Lex out of his sight other than when he has to go to school. Hailey’s tried to help with his burden of guilt, but she knows his heart is too sensitive to forgive himself that easily. At least he looks more at ease than he has been.
“Let’s walk me to my husband, Dad,” Hailey says and takes his arm.
“Anything you want, princess.”
Griffin’s Beach
Kent
Slipping away from the reception, Kent heads to the hotel suite he booked for the night to get it ready for them. It has a jacuzzi tub, and he plans to make the entire night magical. Something has been bothering her since yesterday, and he hopes to help take her mind off of it.
Nolan and Nancy are both staying with his sister, so he has the entire night with his girl. He also wants to tell her about his plans, hoping he didn’t make a rash decision without discussing it with her first.
Looking at the rose petals on the bed, he smirks. Never did Kent Conway believe he’d be one to settle down young, but it’s true what they say about just knowing when it’s right. Gracie’s the one for him, and he loves Nolan like he would his own child.
A small knock sounds, and he smiles knowing it’s Gracie. “Perfect timing.”
Opening the door, his smile drops as Gracie steps inside, looking like she might be sick. “Kent, I need to talk to you.”
He moves to the couch to avoid ruining the work he just put into the bed, and he sits down. Her green dress looks great on her, even with her wide shoulders. It’s a flaw he’s come to admire and love. It makes her unique.
“What’s wrong? You didn’t look happy during the wedding. I thought you liked Hailey.”
Gracie swallows and nods. “I do. I’m really happy for them, but we need to talk.”
“About what?”
“I’m so sorry, Kent.”
Frowning, he tilts his head. “For what?”
She reaches into her purse and grabs something. “I’m on the pill, and we were always careful.”
“We are.”
The plastic stick touches his hand as she holds it out to him, and he stares at it. A pregnancy test. On the small screen, he sees the word PREGNANT.
“I’m sorry, Kent,” she says, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I don’t know how this happened.”
Gracie’s pregnant. She’s pregnant, and she’s apologizing.
Setting the test on the table, he cups her face. “I know exactly how it happened. We’re rather active in the bedroom. And kitchen. And living room. But I don’t understand why you’re sorry.”
“Because… This isn’t something we planned.”
“Baby, no matter how much we try to be careful, getting knocked up is a risk we take sleeping together.”
“Are you going to leave?”