The Rosemary Beach Collection by Abbi Glines

Author:Abbi Glines
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Atria Books

Rush

My feet were cemented to the floor. Even as I watched Blaire running away from me, I couldn’t move. Had I just dreamed that? Was it a desperate hallucination? Was I getting that bad?

“If you aren’t going after her, I am.” Woods’s voice broke into my thoughts, and I snapped out of my shocked daze.

“What?” I asked, glaring at him. I hated him. Beating his face in was something I was suddenly fantasizing about.

“I said, if you aren’t going after her, I am. She needs someone right now. As much as I don’t want it to be you, because I don’t think you deserve her, it needs to be you.”

Did he know she was pregnant? My blood started to boil. Had she told Woods she was pregnant and not told me?

“I was here the first morning she tried to work, and the smell of bacon sent her scrambling to the restroom to vomit. So, yeah, I already knew. Get that crazed, possessive gleam out of your eyes and go get her.” Woods’s tone was laced with disgust.

“She’s been sick?” I hadn’t known she was sick. My chest hurt. She’d been sick alone. I’d left her alone, and she’d been suffering. Air wasn’t getting to my lungs.

“Yeah, you stupid shit, she’s been sick. That happens in her situation. But she’s getting better. Now, I’m about to go after her. Make your move,” Woods warned.

I broke into a run.

It wasn’t until I exited the building in the back and looked up the hill that I found her. She was still running, heading toward the condos. She was going back to her place. I went after her. She was pregnant. Should she be running like that? What if it was bad for the baby? She needed to slow down.

“Blaire, stop, wait!” I called out when I was close enough. She slowed down and finally stopped as I caught up with her.

“I’m sorry,” she sobbed with her face in her hands.

“What are you sorry for?” I asked, closing the distance between us and pulling her against me. I wasn’t worried about scaring her off anymore. I wasn’t letting her go anywhere.

“This. Everything. My being pregnant,” she whispered, stiff in my arms.

She was sorry. No. She wasn’t going to be sorry for that. “You have nothing to be sorry for. Don’t ever apologize to me again. Do you hear me?”

Some of the tension in her body eased, and she leaned against me. “But I didn’t tell you.”

No, she didn’t, but I understood. It sucked, but I understood. “I wish you had. I’d have never let you be sick on your own. I’d have taken care of you. I’m going to take care of you now. I’ll make up for it. I swear.”

Blaire shook her head and pushed away from me. “No. I can’t. We can’t do this. I didn’t tell you for a reason. We . . . we need to talk.”

I was taking care of her, and she wasn’t leaving me. But if she needed to talk about it, then I’d let her.

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