Their support is all I ever needed. Might as well get one more thing out in the open now. “As for the whole marriage and baby thing, I’m going to need more time. Like a lot more.”
“Ah.” She pulls her hand back like I burned her. “Don’t be hasty.”
I roll my eyes. So we still have some work cut out for us. But I like where this is headed.
As I pack up an extra plate to take home, I can’t help but think I only wanted one thing to be different. I wanted Connor to be here. I wanted to see him talking sports to my dad, and I wanted my mom to pepper him with inappropriate questions that might have scared him away.
But he didn’t show up when he said he would. He wanted a chance, and he blew it.
And I hate that I’m mad about it.
***
The drive back to Phoenix did not calm me down. It did the opposite. Especially when a very rude driver gave me the finger when I forgot to go at the green light. Sometimes people need time to process things before they can move. And the last forty-five minutes have been a lot ofprocessing. Like what I’m going to do to Connor when I see him.
I almost drive home, but then change my mind. I’m going to find him and then I’ll let him know plainly that it’s never going to work between us.
I pull off the road and scroll through my contacts until I find Millie’s number. She gave it to me when I started coaching in case I ever needed help.
I click on her name and wait. It rings four times.
“Hello?” There’s so much noise in the background I can’t be sure if it’s her or not.
“Hi, Millie? It’s me, Maddie.”
“Oh, hey girl. Where are you?”
I frown at the steering wheel. “What do you mean?”
“You’re supposed to be here. At our party?”
“What party?” She’s not making any sense.
I hear her yell at someone before returning to the phone. “I’m sorry, it’s so loud. What did you say?”
I rub my forehead. “Where’s Connor?”
“He’s here, too.”
He’s there? At a party, when he should have been at my parent’s eating dinner and getting grilled about his future children. The nerve.
“What’s the address?”
She rattles it off, and I quickly type the location in my phone and tell her goodbye.
“Your destination is eighteen minutes away,” my phone tells me.
No Siri, you’re wrong. Connor is not my destination.
He’s my target.
Chapter 28
Connor
“Hey, bro, we need more burgers!” Millie hollers from across the pool.
“Feel free to take a turn whenever you want.” I hold up the tongs.
