it.” He exhaled. “I don’t want to lose you as a friend. And I don’t want to hurt you. So tell me what I should do.”
There was only one way to handle it, short of one of us moving.
“I think we have to be adults about it. We need to accept that things might be a little awkward between us and let them be awkward. It’s either that or never see each other again. I’d personally rather know that I can go to you if I need you. If that means dealing with a bit of uncomfortable sexual tension, so be it. I want to have coffee with you and be able to talk about my day. I don’t want to lose you, Deacon. So I think that means we only have one choice. And that’s to suck it up.”
He stared into my eyes for a while. “I don’t want it to be the end of us, either. I really don’t. I value your friendship so much.”
“It’s settled, then. We just deal.”
His mouth curved into a smile. “You may be younger than me, but you’re a fuck of a lot more mature, you know that?”
“Well, I guess I’ve had to grow up fast.”
“Yeah. You have.”
I stood, prompting him to do the same. “Thank you again for tonight,” I said.
“Anytime, Carys.”
I closed the door behind him and knew it would be a long time before I fell asleep.
CHAPTER 16
Carys
BLINDSIDED
Six Months Later
A lot had changed over the past several months, and it was more than the weather transforming from frigid to hot in the city.
It was now July, and I had a fifteen-month-old who was attempting to walk, albeit unsuccessfully thus far. The months were flying by. It seemed like yesterday that she’d turned one. When Sunny had marked that milestone in April, I’d had a small party for her at the apartment with a few friends from our Mommy and Me class. Simone had been there, too, and, of course, Deacon. Charles, on the other hand, hadn’t been invited. He continued to call occasionally, and had apologized multiple times for coming by without permission earlier this year, but I still hadn’t warmed to the idea of having him around Sunny. However, I suspected one day I would.
My feelings for Deacon had been put to the test more than ever. Kendra was a thing of the past, but he’d begun dating someone new in May—Rachel. She had long, dark hair and big green eyes and worked behind the scenes for a modeling agency. She was gorgeous, and I hated her. He’d been open about her from the beginning, never tried to hide it, but it still sucked. The whole thing sucked. I wasn’t sure how serious they were, but his meeting her had been the final nail in the coffin of my heart.
If Deacon and I were going to be friends, I had to accept everything—as did he when I’d decided to put myself out there in the dating world last month. I’d informed Deacon that Sharon was coming over in the evening to watch Sunny while I went on my first official date in ages. That’d been an awkward conversation. I could’ve sworn Deacon seemed jealous. He’d wanted to know the guy’s name so he could do a background check.
Sean Colmes was the man I’d met online, and Deacon had dubbed him “P-Diddy” because he had the same name as the singer, only spelled differently. Anyway, the date didn’t amount to anything—he didn’t knock my socks off. I hadn’t been on a date since then, but it had felt good to return to the dating scene. Lord knows I needed the practice.
Deacon still brought me coffee almost daily. He didn’t talk much about Rachel, which I appreciated. On the outside, it seemed our friendship had survived the blip of my birthday night last January. So it was important that I not let on that my feelings for him had only grown. I wanted Deacon more than ever. Whenever Rachel was over at his apartment, I was a mess.
A mess.
I’d thought my complicated feelings were my biggest problem when it came to him. That is, until one afternoon when he stopped by with his usual coffees. The unusually somber look on his face told me something was up.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“You could tell, huh?”
“Yeah. I know your face pretty well. The smile’s not here today. Did something happen? Is everything okay with your family?”
“It’s nothing like that. Everyone is okay.” He handed