Cross My Heart (Ty & Hunter #1)(67)
Author: Carly Phillips

He cocked his head to the side. “I can be out of here now if that’s what you mean. My apartment’s been ready for a while. I just thought you’d appreciate having some company when you came home.”

She shook her head. Sometimes men, including the doctor that she adored, could be so thickheaded. “I meant when are you leaving Hawken’s Cove and going after Lilly?”

He lowered himself onto her bed with a heavy thud, but remained silent in the face of her blunt question.

“It’s not that I don’t love you and appreciate you taking care of me, but I don’t need it. I’m fine.

The doctors told you so. The fact that you’re still here at all is more for your benefit than for mine. I’m thinking you don’t want to go back to your small lonely apartment and think about what an ass you’ve been letting her leave you again.” She folded her arms across her chest, defying her son to argue.

He scowled as he replied, “I am not going to discuss my love life with my mother.”

“What love life? As far as I can see, you don’t have one and you never will. Give me one good reason why you didn’t ask her to stay?”

“Why am I the one getting flack when she’s the one who packed up and left?” he asked.

“Because you’re the one who’s miserable and I’m the unfortunate one who has to watch you suffer.”

Flo pushed herself up against the pillows, getting more comfortable. She winced at the slight pulling in her chest, a normal reaction, the doctor had assured her.

“But that’s what is bothering you, isn’t it? The fact that she left you. A part of you can’t get beyond the fact that she never came back the first time and you wanted her to be the one to step up now. Am I right?”

Ty squirmed, uncomfortable in the glare of his mother’s questions and accurate guesses. “Do you want to know what life has taught me?” he asked her.

She raised her eyebrows. “Do tell.”

“People leave. Dad left. Lilly left. Hunter went next. Lilly has a life in New York . Why the hell should I expect her not to want to return to it?” He wasn’t one for spilling his guts but his mother knew how to push all the right buttons and make him angry enough to talk about things he’d normally leave bottled up inside.

Flo shook her head. “I hate to say this to you, but it’s time for you to grow up. Your father was a no-good drunk and a gambler. His leaving was the best thing that could have ever happened to us. As for the rest, well pardon my French, but shit happens.”

Ty stared at his mother. He’d never heard such frank talk from her before.

“You need to get over the past. Lilly has. I heard she had no real reaction to Marc Dumont’s confession that he paid me to take her in. That she was never really in foster care. Did you notice?”

He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, his muscles tense. “Yeah, I noticed.” He’d been shocked that she hadn’t been more hurt by the news or angry at her uncle for placing her in a home he knew nothing about. Or felt betrayed by his mother for conspiring with Dumont and taking such an excessive amount of cash.

“She shocked you, didn’t she? You’ve been protecting her from a secret that she didn’t need protecting from. And you’ve also eaten yourself alive with guilt because you had nice things and she struggled to survive. But she’s over it, Tyler . You’re the only one still suffering.”

He rose to his feet and walked to the window. The shade was drawn, blocking out the dark night sky. He turned back to his mother, glancing at her from across the room. “You’re very perceptive all of a sudden.”

“A brush with death will do that to a person. I love you and I don’t want to see you end up alone because you’re scared to let yourself feel too much. You’re afraid of being hurt but guess what?

You can’t feel any worse than you do right now.”

He shook his head and laughed. “Leave it to my mother to tell it like it is.”

“I figured if I wasn’t honest, you’d never leave.”

“Don’t tell me I’m cramping your social life?” he asked jokingly. Then he caught his mother’s blush. “I am cramping your social life,” he said, shocked he’d never realized it before. “You could have just asked me to move out already.”

“I believe I just did.” Flo grinned, the flush in her cheeks brighter than before.

His mother wanted him to move out so she’d have time with her boyfriend. “I’ll be gone first thing in the morning,” he muttered, shaking his head at the ironic turn of events.

“Are you going to talk to Lilly?” she asked hopefully.

Ty grinned. “I thought I told you I wasn’t going to discuss my love life with my mother?” He walked over and kissed her cheek. “Thank you for caring enough to toss me out on my ass,” he said, chuckling. “As for the rest, I promise to think about everything you said.”

He’d think. And then, maybe, he’d find the courage to go after what he wanted.

BACK FOR A WEEK, Lacey now remembered why she loved her business. The girls who worked for her were so happy she’d returned, they had shown up at her apartment with a welcome-back cake. As a special surprise, one of them had looked Marina up and brought her along with them. Whenever Lacey talked to one of her employees, she remembered her early days in New York and how grateful she’d been when Marina had given her a chance and a job.

She loved doing the same.

As for the people who employed her company, some were a pain in the rear end, complaining endlessly about towels not folded right, dogs who’d pooped in the house, which must be the dog walker’s fault, and grocery lists filled wrong. Then there were those who just appreciated having someone other than themselves do their odd jobs while they put in a long day at the office. Either way, Lacey found herself back to multitasking all day and loving every minute.

She also missed Ty. Constantly, desperately and always. Still, she’d done the right thing by going home and remembering what it was that she loved about her life. A life she could duplicate in Hawken’s Cove if that was the only way to be with Ty.

Because another thing she’d realized by coming back was that home wasn’t a place. Home was a feeling. Home was where her heart beat a little faster and a place she could come to at the end of a satisfying or frustrating day and know he was there waiting. At this point she didn’t care if her parents’ old house and her uncle were there to remind her of all she’d lost. She’d gained so much more by reconnecting with Ty.