Cherished (Wanted #4)(35)
Author: Kelly Elliott

Scott and I were walking in a field, holding hands and laughing. I heard someone calling out my name. I tried to ignore the voice, but Scott kept looking back over his shoulder. I tried to keep him walking straight.

Ignore it, Scott. Please ignore it.

Scott turned around and made a funny face. As I spun around, I saw Trey walking up. He reached out and began pulling me away from Scott. I started pushing Trey away, but he kept pulling me harder and harder.

Don’t let go of me, Scott! Please don’t let go of me.

Before I knew what was happening, Scott was fading away, and I stood there, crying out his name, as Trey just smiled. I turned to look at Trey, and he smiled bigger.

He said, “I won.”

I opened my eyes quickly and sat up. I was sweating, but I was so cold. I shook my head to clear out the dream. Shit.

I turned and looked at the clock in the living room. He’d been gone for almost an hour. I held my hand up to my mouth to keep from crying.

“Scott…please come back to me. Please…please come back to me,” I whispered.

I closed my eyes and silently began crying…again.

I wasn’t even sure how long I’d been walking for. I stopped and looked out at the ocean. I closed my eyes and thought about last night. I saw the look she’d had in her eyes. She loved me, and I knew she loved me. Her eyes had looked into mine so many times last night, and they had been filled with nothing but love.

The baby…I can’t believe we’re going to have a baby.

I thought back to everything she had said.

I didn’t know I was pregnant at the time! I would have never let me touch him if I had known, I swear on my life!

I knew she had been hurting. I knew she’d thought I had cheated on her.

Can I forget that he touched her? Can I forget that she let him touch her? I had almost done the same thing in the bar, but I’d stopped myself.

“Fuck!” I yelled out. “Why? Motherfucker! Why did this happen? Why?” I put my hands on my legs and felt like I was going to get sick. I shook my head as I stood up and took a deep breath.

I loved her more than anyone on this Earth. I’ve always loved her, and I won’t let some fucking prick, who just walked into her life, take her away from me. She had come back to me last night, and there was no way I was letting her go. Ever.

As I looked one more time out over the vast ocean, a sense of calm washed over me. I turned to walk away, and that was when I saw the prick. He was walking up and stopped when he saw me.

My first instinct was to go up and pound the fuck out of him, but I slowly ran my hand through my hair and took a deep breath.

“Scott?” he asked.

I nodded.

He held out his hand. “Trey Walker.”

I just looked down at his hand.

He nodded and gave me a weak smile. “Where’s Jessie?”

“She’s not your concern. She’s mine, and so is the baby she’s carrying.” I balled up my fists and took a deep, slow breath.

He made a face, and his smile faded. “Alright. But just know that I was here for her when she needed a friend, and that’s what I was to her. I helped her for a little while, and she did the same thing for me.”

I let out a gruff laugh. “Yeah, you sure were a friend to her, weren’t you? Don’t know many people who suck on their friends’ nipples and finger-fuck them, dude.”

He looked shocked for a brief second. “She told you?”

“Yes, she told me, you fucker. That’s one of the things about our relationship—we’re honest with each other.”

He laughed. “Well, she certainly didn’t think you were honest when she thought you were fucking your ex…dude.”

Little motherfucker must want me to pound him in the ground.

“It might have taken her longer than I would have liked, but she figured it out, didn’t she?” I said.

His smile faded as he looked down toward the sand. He slowly nodded before looking back up at me. “I love her.”

“You just met her.” I felt the anger building inside me.

“I think I’ve loved her from the moment I laid eyes on her.” He let out a smile. “I only had one problem…she didn’t love me back. All she ever told me was how she just wanted to be friends. When I finally thought I had won her heart, she shut me out and told me she loved you…that she’d always loved…you. Then, when she was trying so hard to get to you the other night…hell, it about killed me to hear her tell you she loved you when she left you that voice mail. I think I knew then and there that I never stood a chance. But that didn’t mean I was just going to walk away. Then, she found out she was pregnant. When you walked up to us standing outside, she was telling me about how she’d loved you since she could remember. She was excited about telling you about the baby. Seeing the love in her eyes as she talked about you destroyed me, but I tried to be happy for her.”

I thought about walking up and seeing them. I remembered the look in her eyes. Was she talking about me when she had such love in her eyes?

“And then, right on cue, there you were, Prince Charming coming in to save her. I know she loves you, Scott. But I also know a part of her loves me as well, and I’ll always hold on to that hope.”

I wanted so badly to punch this guy. “Well, you’re going to be holding on to that hope for a very long time because I don’t ever intend on letting her go.”

He laughed and raised his eyebrows. “If she were mine, I’d be saying the same thing.”

“She’ll never be yours.”

He nodded and gave me a cocky smile before turning and walking away.

I could have sworn I heard him say, “We’ll see.”

I watched him for a few minutes before I spun around and quickly started running back to the house. The whole way there, I kept replaying everything that had happened in the last twenty-four hours.

We just need to get off this fucking island and get back to Texas.

I stopped running and pulled out my cell phone and sent a text to Lark.

Scott: I’ll pay you double what I paid you before if you take Jessie and me back to Austin today.

Lark: Let me get rid of the girl I’ve got here, and we can leave in thirty minutes. Shit…give me an hour. She’s got strawberry-blonde hair. You know how I love blondes. Plus, she gives good head.

Scott: Dude, too much information. Forty-five minutes, and we’ll be up at the main house.

I started jogging. Shit, I really walked a long way. Jessie was probably going crazy. I’d been gone for over an hour. As I picked up my jog to a run again, I was more determined than ever to prove to her how much I loved her. I just needed to keep telling myself that she’d stopped him. She’d stopped him because she still loved me, even when she’d thought I had done the worst thing imaginable.