is a lot. On me. On you. You’ve been a good friend to me, Kelsey.”
“A good friend?” I raise my brows. “Is that all?”
My heart starts racing wildly, and I worry he might give me a disappointing answer.
“No. You know that’s not all. I’ve been telling everyone you’re my girlfriend.” He suddenly looks just as worried as I feel.
“Good to know. Because I’ve started telling everyone you’re my boyfriend,” I say lightly. Well, it’s not one hundred percent true. I told Eleanor he is, and that’s it. But I swear I’m going to tell everyone we’re together.
“Really?” His expression is very, very pleased. So pleased, he looks pretty damn arrogant, and I can’t resist leaning in and pressing my mouth to his. “That makes me happy,” he says when I pull away slightly
“It makes me happy too,” I murmur against his lips right before he kisses me again.
We are completely disgusting lovebirds throughout dinner. We feed each other bites since we ordered different entrees for dinner. We shoot each other longing glances every once in a while, like we’re dying to get out of here (newsflash—we so are). His parents notice and send each other questioning glances, though I can tell they’re happy about it. Even his grandma has something to say.
“You two are going to set the room on fire if you keep looking at each other like that,” she says right after our dinner plates were taken away, making me flush. Making Theo laugh.
Speeches are made and I tune them out, too preoccupied with how I’m going to tell Alex that I’m not leaving after all. He’ll completely understand, though I’m sure the managers at the other locations will be disappointed. Alex told me they interviewed other people, so they have options, but they were both pleased with me the most. They’ll find someone else to fill their positions.
It just won’t be me.
Craig’s father is in the middle of giving a long, droning speech when I lean over and whisper in Theo’s ear, “I need to go to the restroom.”
“Hurry,” he says, his voice urgent. “I think we can bail out of here once the speeches are over.”
Laughing quietly, I rise to my feet and scoot around the edges of the crowded room, finally making my way to the restroom.
It’s when I’m leaving the stall and about to wash my hands that I stop short.
Jessica is at the sink, staring at her reflection in the mirror as she applies a fresh coat of lipstick.
Offering her a quick smile, I go to the only other sink, which is next to hers, and hurriedly wash my hands, ready to buzz out of there when her words stop me.
“He’s still in love with me, you know.”
I slowly turn around to find she’s still staring at the mirror, her gaze meeting mine.
“You’re delusional,” I tell her, because I know it’s true. He doesn’t love Jessica. He hasn’t for a long time. Yes, old residual feelings might be churned up tonight thanks to seeing each other in a wedding atmosphere, and the same could be happening to her, but he’s not in love with her. I know he’s not.
“It’s true.” Jessica puts the cap back on her lipstick and opens her tiny purse, dropping it inside before she turns to fully face me. “We were together for five years. You can’t fall out of love with someone that quickly.”
“You certainly did, considering you’re now marrying his cousin,” I say snidely.
“Who says I don’t still love Theo?” She crosses her arms. “I do. I can’t help it. Sometimes I have major regret over what I did to him. Like today. If everything would’ve gone as we originally planned, I’d be married to him right now. I might even be pregnant with his baby.”
Realization hits, but it has nothing to do with Jessica and everything to do with Theo. And a baby.
Maybe I’m…
Oh God. I haven’t had my period yet. And with everything that’s been going on the last couple of weeks, I sort of forgot about it. I need to check my app that keeps track of it. I think I’m late. No, I know I’m late. Holy shit.
I could be pregnant.
Normally, this would scare the absolute crap out of me, but right now, I feel nothing but happiness.
“But you’re not,” I remind her with a faint smile. “And that’s your loss.” I head for the door and pull on the handle, pausing for only a moment. “See you around,” I call to her