We are stronger together

- 5 - Conversations

It was as if Taron wanted to put his hand on mine, but stopped himself and grabbed his coffee cup instead.

I looked down "I made an appointment for an ultrasound and I was – I was wondering if you would want to come"

I looked up and it was as if Taron's eyes punched me right in the gut. How was he so beautiful? His eyes were so different than what I remembered.

"I would love to" Taron said immediately.

I smiled and took a sip of my coffee, trying to distract myself from whatever I was feeling.

"Okay" I said "I only got an appointment in two weeks anyway"

"Just text me when and where and I'll be there" he said and I believed him.

I just wasn't sure what that would mean for my relationship with Josh.

I let out a breath.

"Can I ask you something?" Taron said eventually.

My heart picked up speed. What was he referring to?

"Sure" I gulped.

He looked at me intently and it was as if he was shaking his head ever so slightly before speaking "How did your fiancé take it?"

I pressed my lips together. I was relieved he didn't ask about the accident, but at the same time I was overwhelmed with the current situation.

"He didn't take it well" I said quietly and I was surprised my voice didn't quiver "What about your girlfriend?"

Taron shrugged "I still have to tell her"

Oh I had forgotten she didn't know yet. He had probably told her I would get rid of the baby.

"Sorry. I hope this isn't causing you any trouble"

"Hey" he said softly and that was when his hand touched mine.

My eyes shot to his and I shivered, but I didn't pull my hand away. I just couldn't.

"It's not your fault" he continued.

How was his voice so smooth? And how was he affecting me the way he did?

I swear I could feel myself blushing "It's not yours either"

It wasn't like we had had an affair or something.

"I don't know" Taron nibbled at his chin with his fingers and I watched him.

"I'm not a big believer in fate but this has me wondering –"

I knew what he meant. It did feel like fate that we met again under these circumstances all these years later. But then, he didn't know we met before in the first place.

"What do you work?" I asked, trying to distract myself.

Taron smiled "I'm an actor"

I raised my eyebrows and blinked "You are?"

He nodded

"You're serious?" I smiled.

"Yeah. I guess you haven't heard of me before" he chuckled and that sound was music to my ears.

"I haven't" I confirmed "Are you... famous or something?"

He just shrugged before bringing his coffee cup to his lips.

"I don't know. I wouldn't exactly call it famous"

I frowned "Okay"

I told him about my job as an editor for London Evening Standard and Taron seemed pretty excited to hear about it. Minutes felt like hours and I was starting to relax more around him. We eventually left the bakery and headed for the Tube station which was right opposite.