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“Piper?” Eden whispers and I glance up. Her look of concern grabs my attention and I look down at my lap only to realize that I’m trembling as more memories from my childhood come rushing back. There was once, just after I moved in with Aunt Myra, that Wyatt took me down to the pond behind our houses to go swimming. Back then, I was afraid of everything, even my own damn shadow, so when he jumped off the dock without me, I stood there frozen and shaking as I stared down at the calm water beneath me, fear gripping my heart. Wyatt circled back around to see where I was and when he saw me standing up on that dock, he raced back to me and held my hand as we jumped in together. That’s always the way it was between us - I was scared of everything and he was my white knight - but that’s always where our biggest problem lied. When he deployed, I didn’t know how to just exist without him and…

Shaking my head, I push the memories of those days from my mind as I glance up at Eden again. “Please, Edie. Please don’t go out with him.”

“Of course I’m not going to go out with him,” she snaps, looking all sorts of offended as she sets her phone on my desk. “What the hell kind of friend do you think I am? This isn’t just some high school fling that you dated years ago. This is your Wyatt…”

Her words trail off as a slow smile stretches across her face.

“What the hell is that look? I don’t like that look.”

Her grin widens as she grabs her phone again. “I was just thinking… what if I message him again and set up a date…”

“Eden!” I scream, betrayal ripping through me as I stare at her with wide eyes but she just giggles.

“But instead of me, you’ll show up.”

I shake my head as she continues grinning at me like this is the best damn plan in the world. “What? That’s insane!”

“No,” she insists, shaking her head as she grabs my arm. “Hear me out. For years, I’ve heard about this incredible, epic love you and Wyatt had…”

“And?” I growl, cutting her off. “It didn’t matter in the end, did it?”

“Those were extenuating circumstances, Pip-Squeak! That’s what I’m saying. I’m willing to bet that if your love was as strong as you claim then he never got over you either.”

I shake my head, unable to take my eyes off of her. Oh, God, she’s finally lost it. “I… that’s… No way, Eden. I saw him… He was happy… He was moving on with his life.”

“You saw him for all of what? Five minutes? And besides, that was four damn years ago. You have no idea what’s really going on in his life.”

“But,” I utter, motioning to her phone. “To just ambush him like that… I mean, what the hell would I even say?”

She grins. “Hey, Wyatt. Wanna have a baby?”

“Oh my God, you’ve officially lost your mind if you think this is a good idea!” I yell, rolling my eyes and ripping myself out of my chair as I grab my coffee mug and slip behind the curtain. Grabbing the pot out of the machine, I pour myself another cup as her idea starts to nag at me.

No, it’s absolutely insane.

I can’t.

But the thought of seeing Wyatt again after all these years, it makes my heart race and my stomach flutter with the good kind of nerves.

“Just listen,” she says as I walk back into the office, holding her hands up in front of her like I have a loaded weapon in my hands. I glance down at the hot cup of coffee in my hand and shrug. I suppose it would do in a pinch. “I know, right now it sounds crazy and admittedly, it is a little out there but what if you don’t? What if we just let this go and you spend the rest of your life alone, with no babies and wondering what would have happened if you had just gotten the courage to meet him?”

“Stop making sense,” I mutter, bringing the cup of coffee to my lips as her words bounce around in my head. Eden grins.

“I can’t. Come on, you know it’s a good idea.”

I pin her with a glare. “It’s an idea, I’ll give it that but I haven’t said a word to him in over ten years, Edie…There is no way in hell he’s still hung up on me.”

“Then answer me this, why hasn’t he signed the divorce papers in the four years since you sent them to him?”

I freeze with the coffee cup halfway to my lips, flabbergasted that her crazy plan is sounding better and better the more she talks.

Could it really be possible?

Could he still have feelings for me?

Shaking my head, I blow out a breath.

No, that’s too much to hope for.