Chapter 18

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Chapter 18

Kayleigh

      A girls night at home is exactly what I wanted tonight. I'm nervous about tomorrow. Coming here, I never thought I'd find a family that I would be a part of, or a group of good female friends, much less to fall in love with a man like Nate.

      He pushed me to open up. He knew what he wanted and pushed me to get out of my comfort zone. He refused to leave me alone. But nudged me enough to let him in. He cornered me when I ran away, loosened his hold when he thought I was ready and accepted me, faults, fears, and all. He loves me and that still baffles me.

      Nate has his choice of women but wants me. I'm still having trouble comprehending that. He's more than I could have dreamed of. I didn't think I'd get lucky enough to have him. He turned Carla away, and announced to the world he wanted me. Who does that?

     "Kayleigh?" Jenna sings. "Honey, it's your turn."

     Smiling at me as if she just had the best thing in her life, she walks over and runs her hand down my arm. Jenna takes my hands into her, helping me to my feet. I think she's more excited about the wedding than I am. Her arm wraps around me as she walks me over to the portable massage table.

      "I want you to know something. I know you didn't have a mother growing up, I know your childhood wasn't the best, but I hope you'll see me as a mother figure. I want us to be friends. And I want you to know I'm here for you. My baby boy loves you so much and that makes me so happy. So I'm here for you and I'm willing to babysit my grand babies anytime you want." She squeezes my hand and steps back.

      "I appreciate that, but I'm not pregnant, Jenna." Still in awe of this new chapter of my life, I'm struggling for balance. Did Nate tell her I was pregnant? Is that why she's so excited?

     "I know that, but it's not too soon to start trying. Besides, you will be soon." Jenna grins as the therapist has me lay face down on the table.

     I'm still questioning the motives of people around me. I shouldn't. These three ladies have been wonderful from our first meeting. I've never known such a loving family or dedicated friends. I know where Nate gets it from. As my muscles are rubbed, loosened and my body is brought to such a relaxed place, my mind clears of thoughts, all worries are swept away and I'm at peace. Comfortable in my own skin.

     "Molly?" My voice sounds thick and tired. I haven't done much in the way of voicing my opinion. I just hope I'm not overstepping. "You need to get Reese back into your life. He loves you, this fight has run its course. You can't keep punishing him for his decision."

      The room stays silent as I lift my head up and look around until my eyes land on Molly's. I see the tears, I can feel her fear but she does need a kick in the butt. So as I slowly sit up and drink my water, I don't break my gaze from hers.

      "You don't understand." Molly begins, but I hold my hand up, stopping her.

      "I do. I don't want to ruin tonight or tomorrow with a lecture and a fight, but you need to understand what you're doing to this family." Jenna covers her mouth, while Bailey raises her eyebrows. Both have voiced their concerns but no one has told her she's wrong. She needs to hear it.

      "Reese is part of your family. He's part of your world, you can't expect to cut him out of that. Molly, you've yelled at him. You've made him feel like shit. You've had a good long cry, which I agree is therapeutic and necessary, but it's time to forgive him. He loves you and yes, he screwed up. No argument there. So have you, now accept what happened and move on or forgive him, but stop hurting both of you."

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