Saved (Wanted 2)

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The whole time I was on the elliptical, I kept thinking about my morning with Jeff. I closed my eyes and could almost feel his lips on mine.

December. I was going to marry him in three months. My eyes flew open, and I looked over at Ellie.

Oh. My. God. I’m going to get married in three months, and I haven’t started to plan a damn thing. Nothing! I needed to call my mom. Where should we get married? Austin? At the ranch?

On a beach. . . far, far away from everyone and everything. That would be the perfect wedding. It was too bad my mother would say hell no and then throw a damn Katharine Hepburn quote at my ass.

I hit Ellie on the arm.

She looked over and pulled her head phones out. Britney Spear’s “Toxic” was playing from her earbuds.

“What? We’ve only been going for thirty minutes. ”

“I’m freaking out!”

“I would think so. Do you know how much shit you ate in the last few hours?”

I rolled my eyes. “Not about what I ate. It’s about the wedding. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, I’m getting married in three months, Ells. One. Two. Three. Three months and I’ve done nothing. ”

Ellie threw her head back and laughed. “Don’t worry. We have a secret weapon called Jenny. Ari, it will be fine. We got this thing. I mean we can. ”

Ellie stopped mid-sentence and stared past me. The look on her face was not good.

I was almost afraid to turn around to see who or what she was looking at.

“Um, how about we call it a day and go get those tattoos?” Ellie stopped the elliptical and jumped off.

Now, I knew it was bad. I hit stop, got off, and turned just in time to see Rebecca standing there, talking to. . . Jason?

“Ari, let’s just go. ”

Oh fuck no. I’d been dreaming about what I was going to say to her when I saw her again. She had been the reason why I’d lost the baby. It’d been her and her alone. I wanted to pound my fist in her face.

“It’s okay, Ells. I got this under control. Honest. ”

“The hell you do! I can practically see the steam coming from your ears, Ari. ”

What is Rebecca talking to Jason about? They sure seemed deep in conversation.

When I started to walk toward her, Ellie grabbed my arm.

“Ari, I really think this is a bad idea. There’s something Jeff didn’t tell you, and I really think you need to just walk away. ”

I turned and looked at her. “What? What didn’t he tell me?”

“Aw shit, Ari! You don’t really need to know. It doesn’t matter anymore, so please, let’s just go, please. ”

“You can’t say that to me and then just expect me to walk away. Tell me now or I will vagina punch your ass right here in the middle of the gym. ”

Ellie looked over my shoulder toward the bitch.

“Fuck me. Jason’s the father of Rebecca’s baby. ”

“Wait…what? He can’t be. He was with me when. . . ” Then, it hit me.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I pushed Ellie’s hand off my arm and turned around to head over to the devil’s spawn herself.