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know over the last ten years, we technically didn’t, but I want to change that. I want to be faithful to her, I want to watch her belly grow when she’s pregnant with my kids.  
    Walking down to the diner to meet Tate for lunch, I see her walking down the street. Running to catch up to her, I grab her arm to stop her from leaving without talking to me. “Lynnie, we need to talk.” I rush out. I don’t want to give her a chance to run away from me again.  
    “Jax, please don’t.” She pleads with me. She tries to pull away, but I don’t let her.  
    “Lynnie we need to talk about the other morning.” I start, but before I can say anything else she cuts me off.
    "No." She shakes her head and tries to walk away.  
    I hear someone call out my name and when I turn, she   breaks free of my grasp and takes off running. Dammit.  
    I see Sheila coming over to me and I want to choke her for interrupting the one time I've finally got Lyndley alone. Plastering a fake smile on my face I say hi to her.  
    "Oh my God! Was that Lyndley? Wow she looks amazing! I'm so glad you guys broke up after high school. It gave all the rest of the girls in town a chance to sack the quarterback." She winks at me and I do my best not to do or say anything to get me into trouble. I'd be the talk of the town in minutes.
    "Yeah, she looks fantastic. But hey, I have to go. It was good seeing you Sheila." I turn to walk away and I hear her muttering under her breath about how Lyndley will always have power over me. Smiling, I know that's definitely true. I wouldn't have it any other way.  
    Making my way to the diner, I spot Tate sitting in our normal booth fiddling with his phone. Walking inside, I drop into the seat in front of him and grab a menu.  
    "Hey asshole." I say hitting his phone out of his hands with the menu.
    "What's up man? I saw you talking to Lyn. How'd it go?"  
    Blowing out a breath, I drop the menu and shake my head. "She's so God damn stubborn. I thought we made progress until I said something to piss her off." I sigh.
    "Wait you made progress? Did you guys fuck?" He asks with a shocked expression.  
    "What? No." I say shaking my head. How the fuck did he know that?
    "You're so full of shit! Was it as good as you remember?" He asks throwing a straw wrapper at me.
    Shaking my head, I refuse to answer. There is no way I'm telling him about that. When the waitress comes over, we place our orders and I watch Tate flirt with her for a few minutes. He will never change that's for sure. In high school he was voted biggest flirt. Some things never change around here.
    Once he's done and Carly goes to put our order in, he turns back to me and waits for me to give him some dirty details.  
    "Did you guys at least talk about anything?" He asks with a grin.  
    "Yeah. I ended up telling her about when I went to New York to beg her to come home with me." His eyes widen at that. When I came home alone and even more pissed than I left, he knew that shit didn't go well between us while I was there. I wouldn't talk about it either.
    "Holy shit. What did she say?"  
    "That topic is kinda why she left in a fucking hurry that morning. I told her about seeing her with another man and how I didn't think he'd appreciate me ruining his chance." Drumming my fingers on the table, I get antsy. I don't really want to talk about this, but I know Tate's just gonna keep asking a million questions if I don't tell him now.  
    Our food comes, I'm glad to have something to keep myself from talking any more about it. I hate thinking about her in the arms of another man. It kills me to know that someone else made her happy for a period of her life.  
    "You're not gonna give up are you?" Tate asks as he shovels eggs and hash browns into his mouth. Sometimes I swear he was born in a fucking barn. I don't know how he pulls the girls he does.  
    "She's mine and I'll do whatever I have to for her to see that we are meant to be." I pick up a piece of toast