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“Okay, fine. If there’s trouble with the credit card reader, write IOUs down on the yellow notepad.”
“Real high tech,” Everly teased, smiling.
I shrugged. “Still effective. Any more words of wisdom for me?”
“Just tell her how you feel. That’s all she needs to hear.”
I inhaled, the anxiety over the test quickly replaced with fresh anxiety about making up with Macy.
“You’ve got this. I believe in you.” Everly blew me an air kiss from her palm, and I jogged out the door, praying Macy’d at least hear me out.
31
MACY
Hard as I’d tried to forget Liam and return to my normal life, it wasn’t exactly happening. How could I push him out of my mind when every two seconds some extravagant gift or other was being delivered? It was kind of embarrassing; at this point, every delivery person knew my name and half knew the entire break-up story, courtesy of Everly’s big mouth.
Not that I minded the gifts, really. I’d told Liam to stop, but it was kinda sweet. The apartment had never smelled so good, and I wasn’t sure where I’d be wearing all this jewelry, but I’d need at least five special occasions to cycle through it. Maybe I’d have to start dressing up for work...
Knock, knock, knock.
Probably another delivery. I wondered what it’d be this time. I could go for some more of that cheesy caramel popcorn...
I flung the door open. “Liam,” I said, shocked. “I—I—I wasn’t expecting you.”
“Yeah, sorry, I should’ve called. But I was afraid you wouldn’t see me.” He scrubbed a hand over the back of his neck, tipping his head to the side, showing off his dimple.
Damn it.Still really freaking gorgeous.
A flash of heat ripped through me as his blue gaze met mine, my muscles tensing.
“Can I come in?”
“Um...” I bit down hard on my lip, debating. It’d be a lot easier being a cold-hearted bitch if he stayed outside, at a safe distance.
“It’s fine, we can talk outside.”
“No, come in.”I could be a mature adult here. No need to air our dirty laundry in front of the neighbors.
I ushered him in, and we stood facing each other awkwardly in the tiny foyer. I didn’t dare invite him in farther; way too much temptation. Much as I wanted to hate him, I felt my resolve softening, especially with his strong jawline and broad shoulders within reach.
“I see you got all the gifts.” He glanced around, noting the vases of flowers dotting every surface of the apartment, the tins of popcorn sitting on the counter, the stacked boxes of chocolate.
“Yes. Thanks. I should have at least texted. Even though I told you to stop,” I said, shoving a hand in the pocket of my shorts.
“I know. But I wanted you to know how sorry I was. How sorry I am. Not to throw out an excuse—because obviously I would do it differently if I could go back—but Aria caught me off-guard. You were one thousand percent right, though, and I should be a father to my child.”
My breath hitched, my chest and face flushing, tears pricking at my eyes; Liam was here to say good-bye.
“Stop, Liam,” I said, holding my hand out. “I hope everything goes well for you in California.” I pivoted away from him as quickly as possible, swinging the door open, letting a warm blast of humid air blow into the apartment. I gulped at the air greedily, staring out at the grey sky, staring anywhere but at Liam. I needed him to get out of here before I burst into tears.
“Wait, what?” Liam touched my elbow, turning me around to face him.
“Just go. It’s too hard with you here,” I whispered, my eyes focused on the ground, barely able to choke out the words.
“Macy,” he said, stepping towards me, reaching tentatively for my chin, and tilting it up towards him. “That’s not why I’m here.”
Now tears weren’t just threatening; they were welling up, swimming in my eyes, making everything wavy. My chest ached and I wished I’d never said yes to Liam because this—this between us—was too much. Too painful.
