Chapter 68
MAC
The next day, I picked up Dad to take him to his doctor’s appointment. I asked him what had been on my mind since the night before. All night.
Georgia was in love with me? She never said. Never let on. Were women crazy? It seemed so because why would she go to the James Inn if she wanted to be with me?
“About Georgia. She went to the inn, which means she didn’t want to be with me. Then why did she say yes to helping out with Andy? Plus, taking care of you and staying in my bedroom if it wasn’t what she wanted?”
He glanced my way. “Who says it wasn’t what she wanted?”
I flicked my gaze at him, then back on the road. The sun was shining. It was bright. Too bright. Reaching up, I pulled my sunglasses from the little holder and put them on.
“Maybe it was exactly what she wanted but you told her it was only casual. Turn in here. I want to get a donut. Maybe I’ll get an extra for the doctor and she’ll get me out of this boot faster.”
I blinkered and turned into the local donut shop.
“She’d have told me if she felt more,” I said, sticking with Georgia and not donuts.
I pulled into the drive-thru line.
“Really?” he asked. “And what would you have done? Deny how you feel like you are right now? Deny how she feels about you? She’d be mortified and hurt if it wasn’t reciprocated.
Just like with her ex. From what I understand, he took her love and tossed it aside for another woman. He even married her.”
I huffed because I didn’t like being compared to Georgia’s ex. I asked the question and now I wasn’t liking the answers. The drive thru line moved and I pulled forward.
“And got her pregnant,” I added.
“What? Her ex is having a baby?” Dad asked, clearly surprised.
I nodded. “Yeah, he strung her along about a baby during their marriage, obviously not giving her one. Then he cheated on her as you know and now, he’s having a baby with someone else. Georgia doesn’t want to have to see them, to know what she was missing because–”
Oh shit.
I couldn’t finish, so Dad did it for me. “Because she didn’t want to stay in Hunter Valley where she’d see you and Andy when she wasn’t wanted. When her feelings weren’t reciprocated.”
We pulled one car closer to the order window.
“Son, all she wanted was to be picked. To be chosen. To be someone’s top choice, not runner up.”