Maybe it's Fate by Weston Parker

Author:Weston Parker [Parker, Weston]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BrixBaxter Publishing
Published: 2020-10-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

LINDSAY

The town closest to the resort was situated on the banks of the river after which it had been named. Jaxon and I had done some exploring there before, and I was sorely aware of his absence now.

I wandered around the market selling fresh produce, tropical fruits and vegetables, freshwater mussels, and a whole variety of other things. When I’d told Jaxon I wanted to go shopping for clothes, I hadn’t been completely honest.

It was true that I did want to pick up some of the locally made textiles and maybe another T-shirt or two as souvenirs, but I really just needed some time to myself. A bustling market was a strange place to come to so I could be alone, but it allowed me to do some window shopping for trinkets and to get lost in the crowd.

What I couldn’t tell Jaxon, nor let him in on, was that I felt miserable over the prospect of having to leave. Talking about my brother this morning had simply made it a little bit worse. I wasn’t sorry Jaxon had asked me about him. I’d meant it when I said he wasn’t a deep, dark secret. My heart just ached whenever I thought about all the good times we used to have together.

It was an ache I was used to, however. The other ache which was much more intense and completely unfamiliar came whenever I thought about the fact that in less than twenty-four hours, I’d be on my way home.

Without Jaxon.

Sure, he lived in the same city I did, but he’d said in so many words that he was hardly ever there. I also knew that he didn’t really do the relationship thing. So there I was, ostensibly on my honeymoon, crushing on my fake husband who I had no chance of ever having anything real with. The whole situation was so absurd that I would’ve laughed if I wasn’t so close to tears.

A handicraft store at the end of the market near the railroad boasted a coffee shop, and I darted inside and ordered the biggest Americano they had. I had to get the pitiful weepiness out of the way and out of my system before I went back to the hotel.

Just because I’d wanted to spend some time by myself today didn’t mean I wasn’t planning on spending the night with Jaxon. It was our last night together—probably ever—and a herd of wild horses couldn’t drag me away.

I wasn’t in such a state that I didn’t recognize I needed to talk to him about all this, at least hear his thoughts on staying in touch, but that required me having a handle on what I felt all this was. Which I didn’t.

A friendly barista delivered my coffee to the table I’d chosen near the edge of the property and the river, and I stared off into the middle distance before I realized I was getting nowhere. No matter which way I sliced it, I just kept coming up with the same two conclusions.

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