" Love isn't something you find. Love is something that finds you. -- Loreta Young
Stacey
'Well hello there' I stare at my phone. The phone number is not listed in my list. I contemplate on whether to text back or not. Nobody knows my phone number except for those who are closest to me. I decide to delete the text message. It can be someone who just wants to play games.
I settle on my couch with a bowl of salad in my hand after a hot bath. I flip through the channels, not really interested with the shows tonight. I decided to stick with a rerun of Vampire Diaries. Gosh! That Damon Salvatore is one hell of a vampire. I checked my phone. Blank. Good. I decided to call Jasmine. She must know about what happened today. I dial her number and she answers on the first ring.
"Why in the world were you avoiding me yesterday?" She says before I can say anything.
"Well, hello to you too my friend. Come on, I was busy last night. Have to work o some lay-out samples for a possible client. Who actually is the reason why I'm calling tonight?" She went silent when I didn't say anything.
"Oh God. You saw him." What the hell? Did she know that Tyler is in Canada? And she didn't tell me?
"Tell me you have nothing to do with this Jasmine." I know my best friend will never betray me, but I also know how much she wants Tyler and I to be back together.
"I promise I didn't know he'd be there. I only knew yesterday. I was trying to call you, but I can't seem to get through. And he saw you Stace. Tyler saw you yesterday."
"How can that happen? I never saw him. Only this morning at a meeting. He was the client that I was referring to." I swear I saw that shock in his face the moment I stepped into his office early this morning.
"Well, I don't know. Ask fate about it. Maybe there's a reason behind why you two met again. He was on the phone with us yesterday when he saw you on the streets."
"Why didn't he say anything earlier? It's as if it's the first time that he saw me. Does he even know that I work for Gazette? Is this some kind of a trick he's playing on me again?" I can't help but raise my voice.
"Look, I really don't know the answers to your questions, but all I want to know is,.. Did he see the baby?" She pauses and proceeds. "Tell me he saw that little bump. He cant possible ignore that. Did you talk about it?" Now she sounds excited which makes me nervous. Just the thought of Tyler finding out freaks me out. I know I shouldn't since he is basically the dad, but I'm too scared to know his reaction.
"He didn't." I exhale loudly just in time for Jasmine to freak out on her end.
"What! How come! Did he ignore it? I mean did he act like he didn't see? How can he possibly not notice it?"
"I don't show that much bump yet Jaz. I'm four months pregnant but with the clothes I wear, you can hardly notice the bump." I put a palm on my little bump. Rubbing it lightly.
"Oh God. Are you gonna hide this from him Stace?"
"I'm not sure yet Jaz, I can't be sure yet. We both know everything will change once he learns about my pregnancy, I'm just not sure if the change would be positive or negative. I'm too scared to know Jaz."
"I know. I just hope everything works for good. I don't want you to be stressed Stace."
"I know. I promise I'll keep you updated okay?" We said our goodbyes after another thirty minutes of talk. This is my way of relaxing, talking with friends. Sometimes I call Jonas just to check on him, though I know he's old enough to live his life, but I can't help it.
I glance at my wall clock and its fifteen minutes before nine o'clock. I decided to turn the TV off and head back to the bedroom. I need rest. I haven't slept long last night; I need to make-up for the lost hours of sleep. I startle when I hear my phone pings, indicating a text message.
'Well? Are you gonna keep on ignoring me all night?' What the hell? This is the same number who texted me awhile ago.
'I'm sorry, wrong number.' I replied and deleted the message again.
'Stacey right?' I sit up straight when I see my name on his reply. Okay.
'Who is this?' I type and press send.
'Sorry, it's Tyler.' My heart skipped a beat when I see his name. Oh heart, please calm down. Stop acting like a teenager.
'Tyler who?' Okay. Now I'm acting like a teenager. Pretending like I don't know him. Of course I know only one Tyler in my life. Who would that be? Duh!
I drop the phone in my lap when I hear it ring. Oh God. Why is he calling me?
"Hello?" I clear my throat as I answer the call.
"Where did you get my number? I'm pretty sure I made it clear that you can contact me through my office number." Okay now why am I so thrilled that he's texting me? Seriously?
'I told you I have my ways." He chuckles.
'No, you didn't say that." I answer sternly.
"Okay. I didn't. Now I'm telling you, I have my ways. Are you free tonight? I wanna have a couple of drinks. Maybe you can join me?" Is he asking me out? Why?
"Uh, sorry I can't. I don't drink anymore." I snap at him.
"Why not?" Because I'm pregnant you jerk! I want to shout back at him, but I bite my tongue to hold it before I spit it out. Nope. Not getting there Stacey.
"Well, I'm a changed person. That's why." He laughs when he hears my reason. I know he doesn't believe me.
"Well, you say so. The invitation stays open in case you change your mind." He says when he catches his breath. Do I sound so funny to him?
"What do you want Tyler?" I really hate these games that he's playing with me.
"I just want us to talk Stacey. That's all."
"Talk about what? Do you have any questions about the designs? Or the lay-out samples? You can call me tomorrow in my office number. Its late Tyler, I need to rest." I hear him sigh.
"Okay then. Sorry for interrupting your night. Sleep well Stacey. Good night." He says after a good minute of silence. He ends the call when I didn't say anything. I tap my tummy, looking at my little bump. Sorry baby, mommy's a bit bitchy tonight.
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Sweet Surrender (Book 2)
RomanceSweetest Series: Book II (Sweet Surrender) Meet Stacey: Stacey McGuire. Single and very successful in her career. Life was not easy for her. She managed to move up the ladder of success because of her hard work and love for her job. What...