Broken Dreams (Broken 2)

“My mom,” I barely said.

“Oh yeah? Did y’all ever trick her by sending her a pic of Whit’s positive pregnancy test?” Reed asked as he let out a small chuckle.

“So mean, Courtney, but so you,” Layton said as we stepped into the elevator and headed up to our suites.

Whitley finally snapped out of her happy fairy-wonderland state. “What did y’all do this evening while we pampered ourselves?”

Layton grabbed on to Whitley as he said, “Suffered without our women, fought off girls left and right, drank a few beers, and watched football.”

“Wow, sounds like a busy evening,” Whitley said as she pushed Layton away and punched him in the stomach.

“Man, it was rough.” Layton pulled Whit in and kissed her.

They soon got lost in their kiss, and I had to look away. I glanced up at Reed, and the passion in his eyes caused that familiar buildup deep in the pit of my stomach. I wanted to feel him inside me so badly. I needed to feel him inside me. It was the only time I ever felt completely whole.

When the elevator doors opened, Reed grabbed my hands, pulled me out of the elevator, and practically dragged me down the hallway to our suite. “Night, y’all,” he called out.

Layton and Whitley both laughed.

I turned and gave them a small wave, and Whitley gave me a thumbs-up before the bitch started giggling. I knew she was going to tell Layton, so I had to tell Reed tonight before he saw Layton tomorrow.

When Reed opened the door, I let out a gasp.

“Oh my.” I looked around the room in awe. I hadn’t really paid attention to the room the first time I was in it. Now, I was taking it all in.

It was beautiful, and every available countertop was covered in vases filled with white and red roses. The smell in the room was heavenly. The massive fireplace had a fire going in it. I put my hand up to my mouth and looked at the rose petals arranged into two paths on the floor.

“Oh, Reed, this is so…it’s so…”

Reed walked up behind me and pulled me to him. “Nick swoon-worthy?”

I let out a laugh as I felt a tear slowly slide down my cheek. “No, this is better.”

Reed rested his chin on top of my head. “There’s something better than Nick swoon-worthy?”

I turned around and pulled his lips to mine. Before we kissed, I whispered against his lips, “Yes. This is Reed swoon-worthy. Nothing is better than that.”

Reed’s eyes lit up with passio

n, and he captured my lips with his. The kiss started off slow and sweet, and then it quickly turned more heated. He walked me backward until my legs bumped into the sofa, and he slowly began pushing me down.

I tried to push everything out of my mind, but I couldn’t do it. I can’t do this. I can’t pretend and go on like everything is okay. I pulled back from Reed’s lips, placed my hands on his chest, and then barely pushed him away.

He looked confused. “What’s wrong, baby?”

I took in a shaky breath and slowly let it out. “Reed, I, um…I need to talk to you before we do anything else.”

He pulled back and sat up. I sat up and pulled my legs into my body as I looked into his eyes. Just a few seconds ago, they had been filled with so much love, and now, they were filled with…concern.

“Please tell me you haven’t changed your mind about getting married,” he whispered.

What? “No! Absolutely not. I want nothing more than to marry you, Reed.”

His body instantly relaxed.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you think I was having doubts. I’ve never wanted something so much in my life,” I said as I smiled at him.

I wanted nothing more than to crawl into the safety of his lap and just tell him everything, but I knew if I touched him, I’d let him make love to me, and I really needed to tell him about the baby.