Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 70092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
"I know that, but can you imagine being the reason you lost the baby?" she says softly. “That day you were so happy and then…" She trails off.
"What are you saying to me?” I ask, wanting to hear it, wanting her to admit what I've known in my heart this whole time.
She takes the biggest inhale I've ever seen. Her chest rising and falling, her hands shaking. “I'm saying that I'm in love with you." She puts her hand to her mouth to stop the sob. “I'm saying that I love you, and I'm in love with you. I'm saying that I want this, me and you. This is what I want." She shakes her head and looks down at her hands. “And I get that I might be too late and that you may have moved on." She looks back up at me. “I don't even know what I would do if the roles were reversed." She smiles sadly. “I mean, my sisters would probably burn down your house and put fire ants in your bed."
I can't help but laugh at that. “I can only imagine."
"So this is it." She extends her hands to the sides. “Me admitting what I should have told you in the hospital room."
"Why now?” I ask.
“Well, one, you brought a date to my brother's house." She holds up her finger. “And two, I'm tired of living without you. I'm tired of telling myself that I'm not in love with you when I am." All I can do is look at her. This woman who pushes me to the edge of the cliff and makes me want to jump off. The woman who I will love for the rest of my life, regardless if I'm with her or not. “These past couple of weeks have shown me that, well, I'm a dumbass, and that I've put you through all of this for nothing. I know it's a lot to take in, and I really hope you can forgive me. So…" She points behind her. “I'm going to leave to give you your space and wait for you to think about what you need to think about."
Chapter 26
Presley
"These past couple of weeks have shown me that, well, I'm a dumbass." I mean, I might as well call myself it especially since my mother pointed it out. “And that I've put you through all of this for nothing and I know that it's a lot to take in, and I really hope that you can forgive me. So…" I'm so nervous, and my heart is beating so fucking fast I can't focus on anything. The words just pour out of me. While I was sitting outside waiting for him, I promised myself that if he gave me even a minute, I would tell him everything. I just prayed that it wouldn't be too late. I just prayed that I haven't lost him forever. “I'm going to leave to give you your space and wait for you to think about what you need to think about." I turn and start walking to the door, every single step my feet feel as if they get heavier and heavier, and the last thing I want to do is walk out this fucking door. But I know that I just threw so many things at him at once, and he needs time to process it. I'm almost at the front door when I hear his throat clear, and I stop, hoping that he will tell me that it's not too late. Hoping that I didn't push him away for good. Knowing that if I did lose him, I have no one else to blame but myself.
"Um," he says, and I close my eyes for a second before I turn around to look at him. At this point, I'm not even trying to wipe away the tears because it's a lost cause. He stands there in the hallway, and I don't think I've ever wanted to hug him more in my life than I do right now. “That is a lot of things to take in."
I nod my head, trying to swallow but my mouth is so dry, and the lump in my throat grows bigger and bigger as time goes on. “It was a ‘go big or go home’ situation." I try to smile, but the tears just come, and I can feel my lower lip tremble. “Clarabella and Shelby said that it was do or die. Especially since you were dating." My eyes don't meet his, and I want you to date me.
He shakes his head and chuckles. “Your sisters are very aware that I'm not dating," he tells me, and I look at him shocked. “You don't think they came up to me yesterday to rip me a new asshole?" All that I can think is that I'm going to kill them when I speak to them again. Never during the whole time I poured out my heart to them did they tell me this. Not once. "These past couple of weeks I can't even put into words how it's been. I went from angry to hurt and back to angry again. But most of all, I missed you." He takes a deep inhale. “I’m not going back to how things were." The burning starts again in my stomach. "I don't want to never go out with you. I don't want you sneaking out of the house in the morning." I try not to get my hopes up as he takes a couple of steps toward me.