Bethy's eyes dropped to my waist and then back up at Rush. "You know," she said, looking very pleased.
"Yes I do," he replied. He tensed up behind me.
I felt horrible. One more person that I had told about my pregnancy before I told him. He had every right to be hurt. I was a liar. Would he figure this out and leave me now?
"Good," Bethy said and stepped out of the way so we could walk inside.
"Why don't you go make sure they're putting everything where you want it," Rush said to me when we got inside.
"Good idea." I left him there to go check on the furniture. If he was mad at me he would have time to cool off.
The delivery guys were doing a good job with placement so I didn't bother them. I was happy with where they were putting things. Walking back to the living room I heard Bethy whispering and I stopped.
"She's better. She's been sick a good bit but the past two mornings she's hasn't thrown up."
"You call me the second she even looks like she might get sick." Rush even managed to make his whisper sound like a demand.
"Yeah, I'll call you. I wasn't for the whole 'don't tell Rush' idea. You did this to her. You need to be there for her."
"I'm not going anywhere," he replied.
"You better not."
Rush chuckled, "If she won't live with me then at least she has you protecting her."
"Damn straight. Don't think I won't help her disappear if you f**k this up again. You hurt her and she'll leave."
"I'll never hurt her again."
My chest ached. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to trust him. This was our baby. There was so much that was hard to forgive but I needed to learn how. I did love him. I was sure I always would.
I walked into the room and smiled. "They're putting things right where I want them."
Rush reached over and pulled me into his arms. He was doing that a lot lately. He didn't say anything. He just held me. Bethy left the room and I wrapped my arms around him and we stood there like that for a long time. It was the first time I didn't feel alone in a very long time.
Rush hadn't asked to stay the night. I was kind of surprised. He hadn't even done anything other than kiss me before he left. That hadn't done much to cool off my dreams. I woke up once again right before an orgasm, very frustrated. I threw back my covers and sat up. I had lunch shift again today.
I'd called Woods last night and apologized about running out on him but he understood and asked me if things were okay. Rush had stood there listening to everything I said so I'd been in a hurry to get off the phone. I would get Woods alone today and talk to him. He was being very understanding.
He did have me in the dining room the rest of the week. The only day he had me on the course was Saturday because of the tournament. Everyone would be expected to work outside.
When I finally made my way to the kitchen I was greeted with a box of donuts. A small note was attached to the top. Smiling, I picked it up and read.
Missed you last night. I couldn't eat these alone. Hope things are better. Love, Jimmy.
Crap! I'd forgotten about the donut date. Another person I needed to apologize to. But first, I wanted some milk and donuts.
Chapter 25
Rush
I sat down in one of the leather chairs across from Woods' desk. He was studying me and it pissed me off. I had been the one to call him and set up this meeting. Why was he so damn amused?
"I'm going to pay you the correct lease amount in full for the condo. I know what the going rate is and I've cut you a check for a one-year lease. Although, Blaire probably won't be living there very long. As soon as I can get her to trust me I'm moving her in with me." I slid the check across his desk.
Woods looked down at it and back up at me. "I assume this is because you don't want me taking care of what is yours."
"That's right."
Woods nodded and picked the check up. "Good. I shouldn't have to take care of Blaire or your baby. But I would have. You may not believe me but I'm glad you know about the pregnancy. Just don't f**k things up. You're gonna have to make sure Nan keeps her claws in."
I didn't need Woods telling me what I did and didn't need to do. None of this was his business. I wasn't done with him just yet though, so pissing him off was a bad idea.
"I don't want her working double shifts or outside in the heat. She refuses to stop working but her hours need to be cut back."
Woods crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back in his seat. "She know about this? Because last time I checked she needed all the hours she could get."
"Last time you checked I didn't know she was carrying my baby. Nothing can happen to her, Woods. I can't let anything else happen to her."
He nodded and let out a heavy sigh. "Fine. I agree. I don't like being told what to do but I agree."
"One more thing," I said before standing up. "Jimmy is g*y, right?"
Woods burst into laughter then nodded. "Yes, he is but keep that to yourself. The women like to come in just to look at him. He gets tipped well because of it."
Good. I'd thought he was but his attachment to Blaire bothered me. "Then I guess he can hover over my girl."
Woods smirked, "I don't think you could stop him if you tried."
My phone rang as I walked to my Range Rover. It reminded me that Blaire didn't have a phone. This wouldn't be her calling me. I was headed to check on her now. We'd talk about that then. Pulling my phone out I saw my mother's name on the screen. I'd ignored her for four weeks. I had Blaire back but I wasn't ready to talk to mom just yet. I pressed ignore and stuck my phone back in my pocket.