since I’ve run up against something that threatens my peace of mind like this,” he said, putting her sigh into words.
“You didn’t use any birth control?”
He could hear the disapproval in that statement. “Of course we used birth control, Mom. It didn’t work.” He didn’t mention why. He wasn’t going to blame Heather for what’d happened. He was fairly certain she’d believed they were safe.
“So what are you going to do? Is she still with Scott?”
“No. They broke up tonight. I can’t imagine he was happy to hear that she might be pregnant with my child.”
“I can’t, either.”
“Now she wants to get back together with me.”
“She told you that?”
“Yes. She was waiting for me here at the house when I got home from my gig tonight.”
“How do you feel about the idea?”
“Between you and me? I’m not excited about it.”
“Did you tell her that?”
“Of course not.”
She sighed again. “It’s going to be a long nine months.”
“Seven—she’s at two months already. Not knowing will be terrible. I keep hoping that all of this panic and concern will be for nothing. But if the baby is mine, I could use seven months—and then some—to prepare for such a big responsibility.”
“You’ll be a good father,” she said.
He drew a deep breath. Maybe that was what he’d needed to hear. Maybe that was why he’d called her. “I can’t believe this is happening.”
“You know your brother and Cora have been trying to have a baby, how excited and hopeful we’ve been for them.”
He did. But Elijah was married to the love of his life. Gavin’s situation would be entirely different.
“Damn it.” He’d thought he had his life all figured out. Sure, he battled a few demons late at night, especially if he drank too much, which was why he usually didn’t. But anyone who’d been left at a park at six and then raised by a family who’d only taken him in for the stipend they received from the state would have a few scars. If only he hadn’t gone back to Heather that last time, he would’ve escaped cleanly...
“Gavin...”
“What?”
“If it is your baby, you’re going to love him or her with all your heart. This isn’t the end of the world.”
“Right.” Just the world as he knew it. “Thanks, Mom,” he said. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Gavin...”
He could tell she was reluctant to let him go. “I’m fine. Just tired.” As he disconnected, he forced himself to get up. He needed sleep. But as he walked to his room, pulling off his clothes as he went, he thought of his new neighbor. He’d been excited to get to know her. Not only did he find her attractive, she seemed different from any of the other women he’d dated. Unusually pure-hearted. Wise for her age.
Tragedy had a way of tempering people. Maybe that was why he liked her. They’d both faced unusual challenges.
But with what was going on in his life now, he knew he’d be crazy to pursue her. She’d be much better off if he just left her alone.
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