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By:M. Clarke


Max and I leaned in. Wow!

After we said our good-byes to Dr. Howard, I got dressed. We set up the next appointment and left, feeling giddy and fulfilled, for our Lamaze class.





Chapter 23

Matthew



I re-checked the address Keith had texted me and got out of the taxi. I’d anticipated the long speech I would have to give to Keith to get Tanner’s address, but he’d just sent it through text...no questions asked.

I was tired as hell from the time change, but I didn’t care. It was late into the night in Paris. I hoped they were home. As I frantically looked for the apartment number, a bunch of thoughts ran through my mind. My heart couldn’t keep up with the anxiety attack I was having, and I was sure my blood pressure was over the normal limit.

Here we go. I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. It was like déjà vu. This was the second time I had flown somewhere to bring her back home.

The door swung wide open and I sucked in air. Seeing Becca in front of me did funny things to my emotions. I was all tongue twisted and I was sure my heart was dancing from happiness...until I had a clear vision of him. Banner wore shorts and was shirtless, and Becca was in a white robe.

“Matthew?” Becca was very surprised. “What are you doing here?” Her eyes shot wide open and her line of vision followed mine, which went straight to the asshole who’d taken my Becca. “I can explain.” Yeah, right. I knew the meaning behind those words.



Becky

Holy shit! Matthew was in full rage. He didn’t answer me. In fact, I didn’t think he heard me at all. He stared at Tanner with a look to kill. I knew Tanner was in deep shit when Matthew’s body tightened and he rushed past me.

“Matthew,” I shouted, but he didn’t stop. He went full force. Oh my God! Matthew was going to kill Tanner.

“Hey, Matthew. It’s nice to—” Tanner finally caught on that Matthew was about to take a swing at him, but he didn’t move. He just stood there, most likely hoping Matthew would come to his senses, but he didn’t.

Matthew’s arm swung back with his elbow bent. He was in full motion to give it to him when I yelled from the top of my lungs as fast as I could, “He’s gay! Tanner’s gay!”

Matthew dropped his arms. He looked at me, and then to Tanner. “Hello, Tanner.” He gave him his hand to shake and Tanner took it. “It’s nice to meet you. Sorry about the late visit.”

Tanner exhaled a breath while he took a step back. His eyes scanned Matthew from head to toe, examining him. I could tell he really liked what he saw from his grin. “You can come over any time. Becky didn’t tell me you were this deliciously good looking. I’m so jealous.”

Matthew raked his hair back in discomfort. “Um...thanks.” His tone was uncertain.

I wondered if he’d ever had a guy talk to him like that before. It was the first time I’d seen him flustered like that, and it made me laugh.

Tanner placed his hand over his chest where his heart was and released a deep ‘I’m in love’ sigh. “You were going to punch me for her. Oh...my...God! That is so romantic. You’re not only a knight in shining armor, you’re every man’s dream. Plus, you’re so freakin’ hot.”

Matthew’s eyes grew even wider. He took a side step toward me, as if asking me to save him. I covered my mouth with my hand to keep from bursting out laughing.

Tanner must have sensed Matthew’s uneasiness. “Well, I’m sure you two have a lot to talk about. But if she decides to dump you, my bed is available.” Tanner winked and left.

I was dying of laughter inside, but I was also mad as hell with Matthew. He finally turned to me with his head down. “Becca,” he heaved softly, most likely from embarrassment.

“My room, now,” I commanded.



Matthew

“What are you doing here, Matthew?” That was the first thing she said to me. Did she know I’d flown all those miles to be with her, to bring her home because I missed her like crazy? Didn’t that even matter?

I plopped on the bed and put my face into the palm of hands for a second before I looked back up at her. “This is your fault. You left me hanging. You said we would talk when you came back, but you delayed your trip home. Then I found out that you were with a guy. How do you think I was feeling? What do you expect from me? I would fight for you, don’t you know that?”

Becca leaned against the dresser and looked down. “You’re right. This is my fault. I haven’t been straight with you and you need answers, just like I needed mine.”

My head turned sideways and I glanced at her in confusion. “What answers do you need? I think I was very clear when I told you how sorry I was and how much you mean to me. I even told you that I loved you, but you never said those words back to me.”