“I tried, Kade. When I realized I was pregnant, I called you, but your number was disconnected. I went to your mom’s and she didn’t want to talk to me. Believe me, I tried. But you made it clear you didn’t want anything to do with me, so I did what I had to.”
“I’ve missed a lot and I don’t want to miss anything else.”
“Okay.”
“And I—wait, okay?” I’m shocked. I thought she would put up more of a fight than this. “You’re okay with it?”
Presley looks worried now.
“What’s going on, Pres?”
“Look, if you’re going to have a relationship with Pop, you and I have to be cordial.” She ignores me.
I smirk at her. “I think we’re being pretty cordial to one another right now.”
“I mean…” She casts a glance to the ring to make sure Poppy is still riding. She is. “We can’t have any more repeats of what happened at the diner.”
“It was a mistake. It won’t happen again,” I agree.
Something flashes in her eyes. Did she expect me to fight her? Itwasa mistake. Sure, I have no idea what is going on in my life, but starting things with Presley? It’ll only complicate matters.
“Good. I have a meeting Friday. Would you want to watch Poppy?”
“Yes.” I jump at the chance. “I’d really like that.”
Sam stops with Poppy in front of us and helps her down. She comes running over, head bobbing under her helmet, and throws her arms around Presley.
“Did you see me, Mom? That was so much fun.”
“You did great, baby.” She unclicks the helmet and presses a kiss to her cheek. “What do you say to Kade?”
“Thank you.” She turns her attention to me and throws her arms around me. “That was the mostest fun ever!”
“I’m glad you had fun.” Fuck. That makes my heart grow two sizes. “I have something for you, Poppy.”
“You do?” she asks, looking up at me.
“I do.”
Jogging back into the office, I grab the hat off its hook and head back into the ring. Poppy is standing next to Presley. The two of them are playing some game with their hands. Watching them together, it’s easy to see how much they love each other.
I’m glad Presley is going to let me have a relationship with her. Because I don’t want to lose any more time with Poppy. I want what they have. It might take a while to get there, but I’m here. I’m not going anywhere. Well, at least for the time being.
“This is for you.”
I hold the hat in my hands out for Poppy, and her eyes light up with happiness. “Really?”
It’s a small, beige cowgirl hat. She wastes no time plopping it right on her head.
“You look like a cowgirl,” I say.
“This is so cool. Thanks.”
Poppy wraps her arms around me and damn, I really could get used to this.
“What do you say about coming back here on Friday, Poppy, and hanging out with Kade?”
She nods her head with a ferocity, the hat falling off. “That would be so much fun.”
