Micah shakes his head. “No. I just failed our first attempt at issues, and I didn’t know how to navigate it. And you weren’t even involved with the problem. I just didn’t want you to become a consequence.”
It’s hard to be mad at him when he had my best interests in mind. That he was fearful that his ex would run my career in the ground, and honestly, I’m sure it could’ve hurt Micah and custody of Heath.
And Heath comes first.
“If I told you…that I forgive you, would you stop?”
Micah doesn’t break eye contact when he says, “Probably not. But I’d like to hear it anyway.”
I roll my eyes. “Why bother when it doesn’t get me what I want?”
“Because you already do. Self-awareness is the first sign of growth, sweetheart. Letting me back in is another. And, I promise, I’ll never do something like that to you again. We were so early in our relationship, I couldn’t handle it if I made you lose what you loved to do.”
Ugh.
It doesn’t make it hurt less, but it makes more sense. Which means the months I’ve spent hating him were for nothing.
It was a waste of time.
“I understand,” I utter underneath my breath. “However, I think we should cut our losses and move on.”
“I don’t want to move on. I’m in lo—” My foot meets his hard chest, and I get my wish after all.
Micah falls backward, his butt hitting my hardwood floor just as Heath comes waltzing back in with his arms full of Cheez-Its, chips, and applesauce.
He doesn’t realize his dad is on the floor until he gets closer. Meanwhile, my heart beats wildly in my chest because, if my ears weren’t making it up, he was about to tell me something that would’ve made me break down in God knows what kind of emotions.
Heath stares at his father for several moments before he says, “Do we need to get you a walker like Grandpa?”
Let’s say I die of laughter within the next two seconds.
Not because of words like I love you.
20
MICAH
The shitwith Jonah and Sienna was funny before because that man couldn’t keep the attention of a porch cat with a bowl of tuna.
It had been a few weeks since I’d seen Sienna with him throughout town. I had thought my words may have gotten to her, or he did bore the shit out of her.
However, now I have to beat the crap out of the mayor.
Thaddeus Delacroix.
Tad.
And he hates that shit.
But when you go to school with everyone around here, you don’t run away from nicknames. And you sure as hell aren’t able to run away from your girl crush who’s living her best life when you’re in the middle of living your worst.
Don’t get me wrong, I want Sienna to be happy.
With me.
Because I’m in the middle of Laura not stopping her suit with getting Heath, and for the life of me, I can’t begin to understand her angle besides trying to get child support from me or being a complete twat.
She hasn’t broken up with Paul yet, and I’d love nothing more than to do it for her; however, if she has less to do then I believe she’ll amp her game up on trying to steal my kid.
