"No regrets?" He asked as if on cue.
"No regrets." She confirmed predictably
With that, she put on her long black coat and grabbed her matching black Armani purse.
This was their every Thursday ritual. It had been going on for twenty four months.
Why? Neither of them knew. At first it had been a way for them both to get over their previous relationship screw-ups. Now they were both supposedly in love. Haley had Mark, her fiance, and now with the baby on the way she should be elated.
Nathan had a smart beautiful fiance, Carrie. He was at the top of his game, he had just been drafted with the New York Knicks, Houston, and Wisconsin etc.. With his game he was drafted number one with all the teams. He should be ecstatic.
But they weren't still found themselves with the same arrangement. Neither one knew where the other one lived. Neither one knew the others relationships. They just felt good to be around each other. They'd tried. They'd tried to stop their arrangement. They just couldn't.
How? Haley was at a club once. Stressed with her last relationship when a tall blue eyed someone was their to console her. That's when it started.
Who? Well that's obvious. Nathan and Haley.
"Hey honey, someone called for you," Carrie said sweetly.
"Oh, yeah? Who was it." Nathan asked absentmindedly.
"I dunno, it was on your mobile. They hung up. The caller ID said HJ."
"WHAT? Um, oh that's Hugh Jordan a guy at work... Just a colleague!" Nathan lied. Why the hell was Haley calling him? There must be something wrong. She'll probably be by the docks. He thought.
He scanned the docks until he saw a pale fragile figure leaning on a railing. She was wearing blue faded jeans and a grey varsity jumper. Her hair was scraped back into a tight pony tail. She was wearing a look of exhaustion and utter worry. Even though she wasn't dressed to impress she still looked breathtaking. As he walked over to her, his hands stuffed in his pockets, she was so deep in thought she didn't realize that he was a few steps behind her.
"Anyone would think you were lost." He commented breaking the silence.
"No, not lost, just scared." She said still not looking at him. She couldn't look at him. If she did she would lose her nerve.
" Why did you ring?" He asked cutting to the chase.
"It's yours." She said simply. As if he knew what she could mean.
"Huh?" This time she looked at him. He looked good. He was wearing trackies and a white shirt.
"My baby. Mine and Marks baby. I took a paternity test for the baby. The hospital asked for one. It's yours." she re-stated.
" Why? Why did the hospital ask for one?" He asked, confused.
"Neither me or Mark have a history of twins in our family. They were curious and thought it was strange that both of the babies have the same heart rate. So, i took the test and didn't tell Mark. Their your babies."
" My aunt, my cousin and my dad's uncle. They all have twins. Are you going to tell Mark?"
"No. I need stability. I can't be a single mum. It would be too hard. I need him." She stated simply.
"I'll give you stability. I'll be there Hales. For you and our babies. I'll come to Lamaze classes with you. I'll be there for the scans. Let's do it together."
"Carrie. You love her, you cant leave her Nate. You don't love me. This thing, our arrangement, it's weird. We have a connection but it's not love. You know that. I can do this Nate. I didn't tell you for money, or support. I told you cause you had a right to know. You can call me if you want to see our children when their born. 23rd September. It's my due date. If you wanna be there your welcome." She said calmly.
"Hales, your right. I love Carrie. Call if you need anything. 23rd September ill be there."
"See ya round Nate. I guess this is good bye. Have a great life with Carrie." And with that she left. Not even looking back.
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