Page 57 of Crazy in Love

“Mr. Kane.” Someone knocks on the door. “I’ve got your coffee.”

“Come in,” I shout.

“Your coffee, and your cakes.” He places everything on the table and leaves.

I give her the tray so she can pick the cake she wants. She turns to face me, and I see the water building in her eyes, and my stomach drops seeing her in pain.

“Saylor-”

“I’m tired… my dad… I’m lost without him.” She wipes the tears away, and I move my chair closer to hers. “You saying what you did, not being there when I needed you the most, not holding-” She stops again, taking in a few breaths in and out to hold herself together.

“And I regret every day I wasn’t there for you, and I will hold the guilt forever. I’m sorry,” I tell her before she starsts talking again. I need her to know, I can never forgive myself for this.

“My sister, I love her, but she is changing every hour, and I can’t keep up with it. I’m tired, and I don’t know if I can do it... and I have to talk to you about it, because it involves you... maybe it’s a sign from my dad, giving me something... but Aiden, I can’t, but I feel-”

“Hey, hey, hey, calm down. I have no idea what you’re trying to say. It’s all riddles,” I cut her off. I have no idea what is happening, what she can't do.

She grabs one of the cakes and starts eating it, as she takes some deep breaths. I wipe her cheeks, and she shakes her head.

“It makes me a bad person to think like this, but then I’m thinking, are you getting back with me because of this, or am I getting back with you because of this.”

“Because of what? Saylor, you're confusing me.”

She gets off the chair and stands by the window. I don’t know what is happening here, but she’s scaring me.

I stand behind her, wrapping my hands around her waist, and she leans back into me.

“I’m pregnant.”

My body tenses against her as the words hit me. I love Saylor, but kids weren't on my list of things to do, not yet anyway. I take a step back from her and turn her around to face me, wiping the tears as they fall.

“Are you only here talking to me, because you're pregnant?” All her words from before make sense now, and she doesn't know whether she is coming or going right now, and me freaking out isn’t going to help.

“I... I don’t know,” she tells me honestly, and I see she has no idea what to do. Her life in the last two weeks has changed in every way it can for a person.

“Saylor, I love you, and these two weeks have been horrible without you.” I place my hands on her cheeks and plant a small kiss on her lips. “I want you, I want my life with you, with a baby, with your sister. I will take it all, as long as it means I have you in my life.”

She leans her head on my chest, and I wrap my arms around her tight, begging God for another chance with her.

“We can work the-” I stop when her phone starts to ring, and she pulls away from me, answering her phone.

“Hey, Andi... she did what?” Saylor walks away from me, shaking her head. “Which one?... How much did it cost?... Just great. Thanks, Andi.” Saylor ends the call and walks over to the desk, grabbing another cake. “You want one?” she asks, not looking up at me, but her voice comes out with shakiness.

“Sweetness a craving?” I ask, because I know her, and she never used to eat this much cake before.

“You have no idea.” She looks up at me and takes a mouthful of the red velvet cake. “I know this is a lot, and this was meant to be just good time between us-”

“It stopped being a just good time the second I fell in love with you, the moment I wanted to spend every second with you.”

“Aiden, stop.” She slams the plate on the desk and rubs her hands on her thighs. “I know you love me, but it’s not just me. It’s my sister. You get both of us, and-”

“And nothing, Saylor!” I shout at her. “Give me a chance, give me-”

“My sister has just threw a fucking chair into a store window, because she didn’t have enough money, even though I gave her some to buy things she wants,” she yells at me. “I lose days of work, sometimes weeks. Sometimes I sleep so little because of her that I don’t even know what fucking day of the week it is. So you saying you love me, it means nothing, when it involves my sister.”

I quickly walk around the desk and wrap my arms around her, pulling her closer to me, and she cries into my chest.

“You loving me, Aiden, just isn’t enough,” she says through tears.

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