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I pull back. “Not really?”
“I had fleeting moments that I felt those things. They were so very fleeting, but I think it’s natural in such a situation. The point isn’t about us, but rather that Dana’s afraid of losing everything. I get that because of my fresh feelings over Debbie. Let’s not decide Dana’s guilt, based on her confused, emotional state of mind. She might just really need what I did. For the man she loves to tell her he’s innocent.”
“You needed to hear me say it?”
“I didn’t think I did, but when I looked in your eyes and you assured me you were, I knew you were. It’s like I could breathe again. We’re denying Dana that chance and for good reason. We have to. I mean, if Reginald is guilty, for all we know he could turn dangerous and suicidal. I’m just saying, we believed in Dana. You believed in her and I don’t think you should stop now. That will affect how you defend her. Stand by your client and win with your client.”
I digest those words and they feel as right as everything with Cat always feels. This woman understands me in ways no other human ever has or could. She is truly my partner in this life, and she’s right. If Dana felt Reginald could be that for her, she’s going to resist losing him. “The questions is,” I say, “what will she do to protect him? She was ready to turn on him only days ago. She’s erratic and all over the board.”
“My mother stayed with my father even when he cheated. The fear of being alone is powerful.”
I cup her face. “That will never be us. You know that, right?”
“I know that, Reese Summer. We’re going to grow old together. We’re going to have babies together.”
I pull back and look at her. “Babies? You’re thinking about babies?”
“We’ve talked about it.”
“Yes,” I say. “We have. We should talk about it again.”
“You still want babies, right?”
I kiss her. “I want everything with you, Cat,” I assure her, but now she’s got me thinking. She’s been sick. She’s different right now. Did my wife just tell me she’s pregnant? Surely not. She wouldn’t tell me here and now, but if she is or if she’s just got the idea on her mind, I want her to know I’m all in.
There’s a knock on the door and I quickly kiss her again. “Just to be clear, Cat,” I promise. “Everything means everything,” I say before I’m forced to leave this conversation for later.
Chapter eighty-one
Cat
Lauren doesn’t stay for the afternoon in court, but I’m feeling pretty good about the cigar in my purse that she gave me for Reese. I settle into my seat, waiting for the courtroom to come to order. After Reese and I had our little talk about babies and everything, he might have a little idea I’m pregnant, but he’ll have to wait for the birthday surprise and I know it will be a really special day. Especially when Reese reclaims his spot in the courtroom and winks at me. There are a few murmurs in response that tell me we most likely got the attention of the press but I’m not complaining. Mr. Hotness winked at me, and I’m the lucky girl in the room.
The rest of the morning, the prosecution seems to stay on safe territory. They call non-consequential witnesses and fill up time. Come lunchtime, I reluctantly allow Savage to walk me to the food truck. “How long do you think it will be necessary to have you by my side?”
Savage holds his heart. “You wound me. I thought I was too good to let go of.”
I laugh and Reese steps to my side, wrapping his arm around me, and eyeing Savage. “I’ll take it from here.”
Right at that moment, Reginald steps in front of us. “I didn’t do it,” he says. “I didn’t fucking do it.”
Savage steps between us. “You need to back away, man.”
“I just want to talk. Please, Reese! Please, just talk to me.”
Reese looks down at me. “Stay away from him and with me or Savage at all times.” He then refocuses on the two men and calls out. “Savage, I’ll talk to him.”
Savage pulls Reginald in front of him and holds his arms. “As long as Reginald here doesn’t mind being friendly with me while you do,” he says, towering over Reginald and Reginald is not a small guy.
Reginald doesn’t even seem to notice. “I didn’t do it. Tell me what I need to do to prove I didn’t do it.”
“Tell the truth on the stand,” Reese says. “Martha didn’t and that didn’t go well for her.”
“Can you be my attorney?”
“That’s a conflict of interest.” Reese says.
“You think I’m guilty.”
