The moment I felt Scott’s hands over mine, the butterflies took off in my stomach. I leaned back against him and smiled.
“I missed you,” he whispered.
The tears began building. “I missed you, too.”
“Did you want to try to leave today? Or would you like to stay a few days?” he asked as he held me closer to him.
The moment I felt his erection pressing into my back, I wanted to tell him to take me again. I wanted to forget the last five weeks and focus on our future together—just Scott, our child, and me.
“I’m not sure. Do you think we can get flights out?”
Scott let out a laugh. “Baby, if you haven’t noticed, my best friend has a helicopter, and he can take us home anytime you say the word.”
The idea of going home excited me so much. I was so ready to leave and get back. I missed work. I missed my father, brothers, and the girls. I missed waking up every morning, looking at the love of my life.
I turned and looked into his eyes. “I want to go home.”
The smile that spread across Scott’s face caused me to smile in return. Then, I thought of why I wanted to get off this island so quickly.
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I’m running away again—running from the truth.
I took a deep breath and looked away from Scott. “Um…before we leave, I have something I need to tell you,” I said as my voice cracked.
Scott took a step back and looked at me. “About what? Is everything okay with the baby?” His eyes were filled with fright.
“Yes. I mean I’m sure everything is okay with the baby. Um…this has to do with Trey.”
The second I said his name, Scott’s eyes turned to anger…and then sadness.
Oh god. The sadness in his eyes about killed me.
He knows. He must know that something happened.
He took another step back. “Okay…what about Trey?”
I took in a breath and bit down on my lower lip. “Something happened.”
“No…oh god. Jessie, you didn’t…you didn’t sleep with him, did you? You told me you didn’t sleep with him,” Scott said as his legs began to wobble.
“No! No, of course, I didn’t sleep with him. I would never lie to you, Scott, ever.”
He threw his hands in his hair and then ran them down his face. I just stood there with tears rolling down my face now.
“Well then, what the hell happened, Jessie? Because the shit that’s running through my head right now is driving me fucking mad!” he yelled.
I jumped and started crying harder. “Um…we…um—”
He shook his head. “What? You kissed? Did you kiss him?”
I slowly nodded my head.
His eyes began to turn gray. “How many times?”
My mouth dropped open. “Does it matter?”
He nodded. “To me, it does.”