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“No. I’ll wait for you here.”
Thirty-eight minutes later,they were done. He knew it was thirty-eight minutes because he’d been watching the clock. Lisa walked out into the reception area, a small satisfied smile on her face.
He narrowed his eyes at her. “What are you so happy about?”
“I got our due date. Our baby will be here at the end of January.”
“Great,” he replied, his tone uninflected. He stood up and went to pay for the appointment, nearly choking on his tongue when he heard the figure. His mom’s house better sell soon if he had any chance of supporting this kid. Turning back, he found Lisa staring at him with open hostility.
“Did you ask about paternity testing?” he asked, pushing open the door and pulling out his phone.
“They can do one in utero, if necessary.”
“It’s necessary,” he snarled. “Set it up at the next appointment.”
She muttered something under her breath, too low for him to hear.
“Whatever,” he said, pulling out his phone. He saw that he had a missed call from a number he didn’t recognize.
He’d call them back later. He wasnotin the right state of mind right now. He was almost at his car when he heard Lisa hurrying to catch him.
“Hey! We should sit down and discuss how this is going to work.”
He forced himself to stop, to breathe, to not be so fucking pissed off at the world for two minutes. “Yeah, we should.”
She looked satisfied—smug even. “Good. There’s a café around the corner.”
“Yeah, just give me a second. I need to make a phone call.” The reality was, he was stalling. He had no desire to sit down and discuss a future he didn’t want to share with her. This was supposed to be Vee. He was supposed to be happy. Taking his phone out, he hit dial on the missed call.
“Temptation,” a man said. “How can I help?”
“Max?” he asked, stunned that the guy had called him in the first place. It had been about a week since the blow-up, but he’d stayed true to his word and not bothered Vee again.
Even though it killed him.
“Beau. How are you?”
“I’m... okay, I guess.”
“Well, Vee is a fucking mess.” His tone was accusatory.
His free hand curled into a fist as he took a seat on a bench outside the clinic. “I know. Has she… I mean, did she…?”
“She hasn’t spoken to me. I haven’t pushed it either.” He sighed. “I need to know what happened, man. I need to understand.”
“I get that.” Lisa cleared her throat noisily, but Beau ignored her. “I can’t talk about it now though.”
“Can you come to the club?”
“Not right now. Tomorrow night I can.”
“That’s good—Vee isn’t in tomorrow night. Swing by around seven, before it starts getting busy.”
“You got it. And, ah, thanks, man.”
“What for?”
“For not disowning me because of what happened.”
