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Lindy heard pounding at her door, but she was reluctant to wake up. It had taken her too long to fall asleep in the first place, and she really didn't want to start thinking again. Her head hurt from all the thinking she'd done already.

But then she heard David's voice. "Lindy, it's me."

"Again?" she muttered and dragged herself out of bed.

This time when she answered the door, David was wearing a pair of faded jeans that looked far too good on him, a T-shirt and a pair of moccasinlike shoes.

"You're wearing slippers," she said, blinking bleary-eyed at his feet.

"I was in bed."

"Then what are you doing here? I thought you wanted some time to think about...things."

He scrubbed a hand over his face. "You haven't been answering your phone."

"It's nearly five o'clock in the morning. Did it ever cross your mind that I might be sleeping?"

"I figured that was the case, but then I thought maybe... I mean, you seemed pretty upset when I left, and I didn't know if..." He scowled. "Gabrielle was worried," he finished abruptly.

"Oh, so you're on an errand for Gabrielle. Well, now you can call her back and tell her I'm fine."

"I wasn't running her errands," he said. "She and Tucker are coming over here in the morning to check on you themselves. I was just — never mind."

He started to go, but Lindy was suddenly eager to take advantage of the opportunity to resolve some of the issues between them. She needed to know how to plan so she could start moving ahead with her life instead of bemoaning the past. And there seemed little point in waiting. She and David didn't know each other well. He was in love with someone else. And she refused to become some sort of charity case to him.

"I'm perfectly capable of taking care of this baby on my own," she said. "I really don't need any help from you."

"You told me that already," he said, walking away.

"Why don't we just go with that then?" she called after him. "I'm sure we can work out some type of arrangement where we don't have to see each other more than once or twice a year. Gabrielle might not like the fact that we won't attend the same functions, but she doesn't have to like it, does she? We don't always get what we want. We —"

"I'll call you tomorrow."

"Wait! There's no need to call. We're in agreement here, right?"

"I haven't agreed to anything."

"Maybe this baby doesn't even belong to you," she said, saying exactly what she'd been afraid he'd say — because she was already tired of being his biggest mistake. What did she care what he thought of her? She didn't want him around, making her feel like sloppy seconds. She didn't need him. And neither would her baby. She was a successful individual, and she'd get everything figured out...eventually. "I live a pretty wild lifestyle," she added. "What happened didn't mean anything to me, either."

He stopped and turned to face her. "Is that true?"

Lindy wanted to ask, "Which part?" But his answer didn't matter. It was all a lie. "No."

"Good, because I don't think it's funny," he said. Then he climbed into his SUV and drove off.

To be continued...



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