Page 95 of Rockstar Baby
Though Rory did seem to enjoy me in my skirts and punk shirts. And I really needed to put a stop to that way of thinking. My phone burned in my pocket with the need to share my news with him.
Maggie touched my arm. “Are you all right?”
The urge to hold all my shit in was ingrained. I wasn’t exactly the sharing type. More of aget it done and don’t complainsort. I had goals and chased them. I’d been pursuing my dream for so long, nothing else had fit in my life.
But I wanted him to fit. And that was foolish.
The quick wash of tears horrified me. I tried to blink them away, but they just kept coming faster.
“I miss Rory.” I tipped my head back to staunch the tears. “It’s so stupid. I promised myself I wouldn’t get attached to him. I don’t want to be attached to him.”
“Oh, honey.” Maggie gathered me in, the clothes crushed between us.
A tentative hand brushed my hair. “Are you crying?” Kinleigh’s voice was distressed. “You don’t cry.”
“I know. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Must be my period.” I let out a creaky laugh. “It has be.”
I didn’t ever really know when it was coming. Where Kin was as regular as the sunrise, I was a busted calendar.
She rubbed my shoulder. “Must be.” But she didn’t look convinced.
Maggie steered me over to the wide velvet hassock that dominated the dressing room area. “Did he do something?”
“No.” I brushed away the tears with a frustrated sigh. “No, it’s me. I knew what I was doing when I got involved with him.”
Kinleigh’s features hardened. “Fuck him. He can’t get his head out of his ass to be a man about things.”
I gave her a broken laugh. “It’s not like I’m begging for him to be my guy. It was just nice, you know. More than nice. When we were at the orchard, everything was so good between us.” My stupid eyes wouldn’t stop leaking. “And I’ve got all this good news and I want to tell him. I want to share everything with him and it pisses me off.”
Zoe sat on the other side of me. “He’s an idiot. I don’t even know what his deal is, but he’s got this mile-high wall around him sometimes, then others…” She shrugged. “It’s like he’s two different people.”
“Exactly.” Our time at the grove, at the bed and breakfast, even at the diner, had proven how sweet he could be. When he wasn’t over-thinking, he was so present. So absolutely in the moment. Then he just wasn’t.
I huffed out a breath. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—”
“Shut up. We all have our moments.” Zoe patted her rounded belly. “You should have heard what Ian and I went through. Literally a war zone of emotional crap plus a crazy mother-in-law.”
Maggie laughed. “I love my mother-in-law.”
“Mine’s literally insane. Ward and all.”
“Oh.” Well, my shit didn’t seem so bad next to that one. “I want that though.”
“A crazy mother-in-law?”
I laughed. Finally, the tears seemed to be fading. “No, the baby and the crazy guy in my life. Maybe it’s not going to be Rory.” It killed me to say it. My chest constricted and tears stung the backs of my eyes again. Slowly, I exhaled. “Maybe it won’t be him, but I want the whole package.”
Kinleigh crouched in front of me. “You deserve it and if he doesn’t see that, then he’s an idiot. As for the babies…” She fell back on her butt. “I get it. All these babies in the Cove have me thinking about them too.”
“You?”
Maggie smoothed the shirt that was bunched in her arms. “Wolf is pretty amazing. I didn’t think I was ready for it, but he decided otherwise. Totally unplanned. Same with Kellan.”
“Ian was never in my plan. I’m going to keep him. At least today. He didn’t piss me off today.”
Maggie laughed. “How I live my life with Kellan too.”
I glanced down at Kinleigh. She was playing with the laces of her Chucks. “Men are stupid.”
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