We showered together, and I had to wear the clothes that I had arrived in. I didn’t bring one thing. I hadn’t planned on staying overnight. I didn’t mind. It was only a two hour flight. At least I had my tooth brush.
I signed Drew’s papers, and he signed just below my name. We ate a late breakfast together, and I had to get mad at him, for him to stop begging me to go home with him. I wanted to. Believe me, I wanted to, but I couldn’t.
Dawson was waiting for me, and I had to go home to him.
I had spent the last three months trying my damnedest to make things the way they had been before with him. We were doing well, and I couldn’t jeopardize screwing that up. Drew was not the type of man that I wanted my child raised by. He just wasn’t.
“You are going to call me Wednesday, right?” he asked.
I sipped my decaffeinated coffee and tried to think of why I would be calling him on Wednesday.
“You’re calling me as soon as you find out the sex of my baby. Remember?”
“Oh, yes. I will call,” I promised, remembering the conversation the night before.
We stood outside on the blacktop for what seemed like forever. He wouldn’t let me get on the plane.
“Drew, I’m freezing. I have to go.”
“Can I call you?”
Yes. He could call. I wanted him to call. The only problem with that was Dawson. He was with me every night.
“Will you call during the day?” I asked.
He kissed me and let me go. “Probably not. I don’t much care what your boyfriend thinks.” I didn’t know if that meant that he wouldn’t call at all or he would call in the evening while Dawson was there.
I spent my short flight, trying to figure out what the hell I was supposed to do. I knew what made sense. I knew what the safer choice was. I knew life would be a lot simpler in Misty Bay. I knew what choice people in their right mind would choose. I wasn’t in my right mind, far from it.
I was dropped off at my house by Gary, right around two in the afternoon. I did an online search on how to get rid of my new love bite from Drew. I tried toothpaste, ice, witch hazel, heat, and brushing a comb over the area. Nothing worked. I had no choice but to not let Dawson see me without a shirt until the stupid thing went away.
Chapter 26
I fell right back into the comfortable routine with Dawson. He worked, came to my house for supper and slept in my bed. I had sidestepped the shower request my first night back. We made love in the pitch dark, and by the third day it was starting to fade. I was home free.
Dawson traded shifts with Matt the following Wednesday so that he could go to my doctor’s appointment with me. I stared out the window on the ride back to my house. I’m not sure how to describe the way that I as feeling. Don’t get me wrong, I was happy. I was just confused once again.
Dawson reached for my hand after nudging me with his. I looked down and placed my hand in his.
“Are you disappointed?” he asked with a warm smile.
“No. Not at all. Why would I be disappointed?”
“I don’t know. You seem distracted. Were you hoping for a girl?”
“No, not really. I’m fine with a little boy.”
Dawson’s smile reached his beautiful green eyes.
“I am ecstatic for a little boy. I can’t wait to take him fishing,” he said, excited.
I couldn’t help but smile too. I could just see the three of us walking along the beach with a brown haired little boy riding on Dawson’s shoulders.
“Have you thought about names?” he asked.
“Not really. The only thing that I knew for sure was if it was a girl, her middle name was going to be Joyce like mine and Caroline’s”
“Wait. I thought your middle name was Michelle,”
he stated, confused.
I smiled an uncertain smile.” Riley’s middle name is Michelle. Morgan’s middle name is Joyce.”
Dawson didn’t reply right away. He contemplated what I had just said, briefly before responding. “I can’t call you Morgan, Ry.”
I kind of giggled. “I don’t want you to call me Morgan.” I didn’t. I wasn’t Morgan with him. I was Morgan with Drew, and I wanted to keep the two separated.
We stopped at Star’s on the way through town and had one of her new club sandwiches. She now had two girls working for her plus the one that I had l already met.
The place was hopping. Of course she had to let her new help know that they were working there because of me. I believed that myself though. I know that it wouldn’t have been any more than the run down coffee shop, had I not taken it up on myself to turn it into something unique.
By the time we made it back, I was tired and ready for my daily nap. I never realized how much being pregnant took out of you. I was tired all the time.
Dawson stopped me just in the door. He kissed me and told me that he loved me. He was as proud as an Olympian wearing a gold medal.
“I love you too,” I smiled up at him kissing him.
“I suppose you are heading straight to the couch,”