Destined to Change Harley, M. (best books to read ever txt) 📖

But that would probably be a moot point. Stacy and I tried for years and couldn’t conceive. I really didn’t think the little girl was mine.

Loralei

Jaxon had been acting kinda odd for the past week. I wasn’t really worried about it because we were getting along so well, and I could tell that he was really trying to make us work.

He was spending most of his free time with me and the kids or just me or just the kids. Seeing him with them really made my heart happy. Mags was his little princess. Sammy was his little man. And they were loving it, especially Sammy. He had already asked Jaxon if, when he turned eighteen, he would take him to get a cool tattoo like his. Jaxon said yes, and then turned to me pretty quick with an “oh crap, I agreed before asking you” look on his face. I smiled to show him it was okay.

But still I could just tell that something wasn’t right and my biggest fear was that this had something to do with Stacy. Maybe Jaxon didn’t want to divorce her. Maybe he was having second thoughts about everything.

I asked Jaxon to come over for a late lunch at my house, but he told me he couldn’t. He said he had something he had to take care of in town. I should’ve just let it go, but I couldn’t.

I had to know what was going on, so I did the only thing I could, I followed him. Not like a stalker. I just went into town before he did and kept an eye out for his truck. That was it. It wasn’t like I planned on cowering down in the seat and taking covert pictures of him.

It was a small town, so this was not hard to do. When I finally caught a glimpse of his truck, I noticed he was turning into the medical clinic. That scared me, I thought maybe he was sick.

What happened next made my stomach drop. He pulled in next to a little black Saturn Vue and out popped Stacy. She flung her arms around his neck and hugged him. He didn’t look too happy about that, but what were they doing there together?

I sat across the street in the parking lot of the bank and waited for them to come out. Would they come out together? I didn’t have to wait long for my answer. Stacy came out first, crying and clutching a piece of paper. Jaxon came out shortly after her. He walked over to her, and said something to her that made her sob harder. He climbed into his truck and started back toward the farm.

I knew that I should have left. Hell, I knew that following him was wrong, but I had to know what was going on. I was afraid that Jaxon would continue to lie to me so I decided to get my answers straight from the bitch’s, uh, horse’s mouth.

I pulled in next to Stacy, climbed out of the jeep and walked over to her. She was sitting in her car, still sobbing. I knocked on the window, and she rolled it down.

“What the hell do you want? Haven’t you taken enough from me? Go the hell away!” she screamed at me and started to roll her window up.

“What is going on? Why are you so upset, and why was Jaxon here with you? Are you sick?” I asked.

“Oh so he didn’t tell the little country bumpkin bitch we have a kid huh? We were here getting the results of the DNA test.” She sneered at me.

My heart was pounding so fast. Another lie, he had lied to me again. He had a kid with Stacy. He left his wife and kid to go back to the farm. How could he do that? What kind of man was he, really?

“What do you mean, you have a kid?” I screamed back at her.

“Well let me explain it to you, honey. When a man and a woman really love each other, well they fuck like bunnies and make a baby. Ours is a little girl and Jaxon just left us so he could go play house with you. Great man, isn’t he? Are you proud of yourself? He’s all yours - you won.”

I just stared at her. I couldn’t speak. This couldn’t be true. They have a kid, and Jaxon just left them. Because of me?

I ran back to my jeep, climbed in, and headed home. When I got to my house Jaxon was sitting on my porch, waiting for me. I parked and as I started walking toward the door I noticed how sad he looked. If I hadn’t been so mad at him for lying to me, I would’ve almost felt bad for him.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

“I was waiting for you; I need to talk to you about something.” He looked up at me from under those beautiful long eyelashes.

“Stacy already told me. I know all about her.” I said while trying to keep a tear from welling up in my eyes. I couldn’t look at him. I was on the porch, trying to get in the house without him seeing how bad I was hurting.

“She told you?” he asked.

“Yes, she did. And I think that it’s time for you to go home to your family. You belong with Stacy. She’s your wife. You need to go home with them,” I said in the most unfeeling tone I could muster up.

“She told you everything and you want me to leave? Are you fucking kidding me?” he asked with a weird look on his face, like I had just surprised the shit out of him.

“Yes, I think you need to stay with your wife. I’m fine here. I have my family and my life that I need to get back to. This was fun, but I think we both knew it wouldn’t last.”

Jaxon stood up and walked toward me. “What