Cherished (Wanted 4)

I looked into her eyes, and I couldn’t hold back my tears anymore. “Is…is it his baby or…or mine?” I asked.

The look on her face turned to one of pure shock, and then it was replaced with sadness. My whole world just stopped with that look, and all I wanted to do was sleep. I was so tired all of a sudden.

I’m so damn tired.

The moment Scott asked me if the baby was his or Trey’s, I wanted to throw up. He thinks I’ve been sleeping with Trey. Oh god. Then, the guilt of letting Trey kiss me and touch me swept over my whole body, and I was pretty sure Scott noticed it as well.

I shook my head as I felt a tear roll down my face. I tried to talk between my sobs. “It’s your baby, Scott. I never…I never slept with Trey. I couldn’t do that because…because I love you, Scott. I’ve always loved you, and I’ll always love you. Even when I thought you had cheated with Chelsea…I couldn’t. I love you too much.”

I watched his face for any emotions of believing me. Oh god…please believe me.

“Is that why you called me? Because you found out you are pregnant?” Scott asked.

I watched the tears rolling down his face. Oh. My. God. His heart has been broken, and it’s all my fault because I ran away.

You left him. You killed him.

“No! I called you before I found out. I called you because it hit me all at once…I knew it wasn’t you with Chelsea. I was planning on coming home in a few days, but everything just kind of all clicked, and I had to talk to you. The second time I called you…” I thought about the two pregnancy tests that were still in my back pocket. I smiled and said, “I still didn’t know. I just needed to hear your voice…to tell you how sorry I was for leaving…to say I love you.”

Scott looked at me, confused. “When did you find out you’re pregnant?”

I smiled and peeked up at Scott’s friend. “Um…”

“Shit,” Scott said as he started to stand up.

He reached his hand down and helped me up. The moment his hand touched mine, I felt that familiar feeling zip through my body. I instantly wanted him. I just wanted him to hold me and then slowly make love to me.

“I’m sorry…Jessie, this is Lark Williams. He’s my best friend from college and the reason I was able to get here to you so fast,” Scott said as he introduced me to his friend.

I looked Lark up and down. He was a bit taller than Scott and had messy light brown hair. I smiled and held out my hand. He took it and kissed the back of it while giving me a smile I was sure melted many hearts.

“You’ve had my boy here in knots for the past month, darling.”

My smile faded, and I felt like I was going to throw up. I quickly looked at Scott. He was smiling at me with the goofiest smile on his face, and I couldn’t help but giggle.

“Well, I guess I have a lot of making up to do, don’t I?” I smiled at Scott, and then I turned to look at Lark.

When I glimpsed back at Scott, the look in his eyes caused my stomach to drop. He was looking at me with nothing but pure love…and his eyes were saying how much he wanted me.

Lark started laughing as he slapped Scott on the back. “I think you need to gather up your girl’s things and bring her back to the house.”

I looked between Scott and Lark. House? What house? Whose house?

Lark whispered something into Scott’s ear, and the smile that spread across Scott’s face made me weak in the knees.

“Baby, how fast can you pack up your stuff?”

I let out a chuckle. “Um…ten minutes? I have to check out though.”

“I’ll check out for you. Do you need help getting your stuff?”

I shook my head, and I felt my stomach dip when I thought about Trey. I needed to find him and say good-bye just in case I didn’t see him before I left. For some reason, the thought of leaving Trey made me feel sad. We’d grown close as friends, and I was going to miss him.

Scott reached up and ran his knuckles down the side of my face. My face was on fire where his hand touched, and the love just poured into my body.

“You want to stay in your cabana?” Scott asked.

The image of Trey lying on top of me in the bed flashed through my mind. “No. No…I want to go somewhere else. I don’t want to stay in there.”