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I still wanted to date her. It wasn’t like the father was going to be around. She’d made it clear the relationship was over for good. “I’ll let you know.”

“Medical school is tricky. You have to apply way ahead of time and they base entrance on certain factors. I don’t know if it’s possible to change your university.”

“It wouldn’t be until next year. She has time.”

“I’ll get you some answers,” he assured me. “Is this girl someone you’d like to bring to dinner?”

As much as I would have liked to answer with a yes, I knew it was a small chance she’d agree. “We aren’t in that kind of relationship.”

“That’s too bad. I thought you’d have a girlfriend by now.”

“If the time ever comes, I promise I’ll bring her around. She could be the one. Good things come to those who wait. A smart man told me that once.”

He chuckled. “Yes I did, but just know, sometimes you need to go after what you want, before it slips away.”

His words drew me right to Cammie. My childhood crush was now something more. I didn’t want to get to know her. In my mind I already did. Social media had kept me in the loop for the most part. I knew her history, and what she was like until the age of fourteen. I wanted to be with her. I was more sure now than ever before. Kissing her was like nothing I’d experienced. I knew it was probably because I’d imagined it so many times, so when it happened it was better than expected.

I should have never kissed her. It would have been easier to handle when she never came looking for more. A promise was a promise. I said I wouldn’t push. The ball was in her court now. I could only hope she’d see we had an undeniable chemistry worth exploring. I’d never be like her professor, not when I knew she really could be the one; the one I never got a chance to be with.

Chapter 18

Walking into the house to find my mom and sister sitting in the front room caught me off guard. I stumbled in hoping I could blow past them without the third degree.

I was mistaken.

“Where have you been? I thought you were going to help out with dinner?” My mom questioned.

“I took the horse out for a ride. I spent the afternoon at the swimming hole. I just wanted some time to think.” If only they knew what I’d been thinking about. Scratch that. If they only knew what I was doing and with whom.

“You’ve been gone a long time. Your face is red. Are you feeling okay?”

I sighed. My face wasn’t red because I felt ill. It was flushed because of my interactions with Wes. “I’m fine. I’m out of breath from walking back. How long until dinner?”

“Several hours. Your dad and Uncle Ty went into town to get some parts. He said they wouldn’t be back for a bit. If you’re hungry there is leftovers in the refrigerator.”

“Perfect. I’ll grab something before I head upstairs. I think I might take a nap. I’m still not caught up from driving here. Can you make sure I’m awake for dinner?”

“Sure.” I could feel their eyes on me as I ambled away from them. After grabbing an apple from the kitchen, I made my way up to my room. Once the door was locked I fell onto my bed, hoping sleep could cure my inability to stop thinking of Wes and our make out session.

I’d acted on impulse; clearly something I was terrible at. Now I was more confused, grasping at what the hell I was supposed to do next.

Wes was a great guy. He had so much going for him. His charm was genuine, and when he looked at me I felt like the only other person on this earth. I’d been around him twice since I’d been back and gotten more respect than in my entire relationship with James. It said a lot, albeit left me completely confused.

While alone, I considered what it would be like to stay in North Carolina. I could take some time off from school, have my baby, and find some way to continue with college after I had some footing. Of course, I’d have to finally tell my parents about the pregnancy, and if they decided not to kick me out and never speak to me again, I would have the help I needed to make