CHAPTER 28

SAM'S P.O.V.

Meeting up with Evan for lunch has started to be our thing. It's nice to be able to see him in the middle of the day between both of us working. It's been a week since we know Savannah's pregnant and life is starting to get back to normal.

I walked into the cafe we have made our usual spot and sat down waiting for my prince charming. When he walked through the door I could see his while face light up making mine as well.

I'm so glad he's been done with other girls and focusing on me.

I stood to greet him as he took me into a sweet kiss. We sat down across from each other ordering our usual. As we are we chatted and laughed as we usually did. Evan has always been so charming. It's one of the reasons I fell so very in love with him. He held my hand gingerly from across the table.

After lunch we go back to our workplaces.

AT THE HOSPITAL

"Samantha?" It's Victor.

"Yes, Dr. Russell?" I try to stay professional.

"A moment please?" He asks. "

I look up at Victor who looks at me momentarily.

"How are you?" He starts off. His white shirt is crisp, navy blue tie tied perfectly. His body isn't all the way in.

"I'm fine. What about you?"

"Good."

"That's good."

"I don't mean to be intrusive or anything but uh" he leans his body forward, eyes staring right into mine.

This is the first time he's been able to look at me directly in my eyes for longer than 3 seconds since... well, I can't remember the last time.

I haven't really made much conversation with him. And since I've been with Evan I haven't seen much of Victor unless it's at work.

I find myself missing him. The friend in him. He was a good listener and caring.

A good teacher. I ask myself if it's appropriate to miss someone my boyfriend isn't a big fan of. That is all he is though. A friend. A friend who has feelings for you.

"What's on your mind, Vic?" It feels weird calling him that. Before it was natural but now it feels weird. I hate it.

"Buck, or Evan, have you asked him about Savannah?" His question leaves me stumped. Not this topic again. I shift in my seat.

"Yes." I short answer him.

"I'm sorry" he says, leaving me confused on why he's apologizing.

"You seem happy, which makes me happy, so for this to be dumped on you" he added

"Victor. The baby isn't his" I cut him off. He raises an eyebrow. Was he expecting it to be?

"I'm uh, sorry. Savannah was very, and I mean very explicit about the night she shared with Buck. The time, day, his place."

"She's lying. Evan told me they didn't have sex" I says

"And you're sure that he's being honest?" Is he accusing my boyfriend of lying? He doesn't even know him. I'm shocked Victor would believe a word Savannah says.

"Victor. He's my boyfriend. I trust him." His gaze falls to the floor and he lets out a deep sigh.

"Buck has a nightstand, correct?" Victor asks me.

"Yes but doesn't like almost everyone have one? What does that have to do with anything?"

"On the right side of his bed?"

"Yes but Vic-"

"And does he keep some random wood box on the nightstand? Filled with photos?"

I hold my breathe. That's exactly what Buck has on his nightstand, filled with photos that he has never shown anyone but two people. Me and Abbey.

"H-how do you"

"Savannah told me. She stayed the night at his house the night of the Gala. Remembers a wooden box on his nightstand."

I swallow the lump in my throat.

"Samantha I am sorry. This doesn't necessarily mean he's the father, she has been sleeping with Tyler too so there isn't no way of telling until the baby is born b-"

"Is that all you wanted to talk to me about? Buck and how he possibly got Savannah pregnant? How he lied to me?" The words come gushing out of my mouth. I'm upset and I can't control myself from spilling.

"No, of course not but Samantha I needed to know"

"Know if my relationship is fine?" I says

"Samantha"

I look away from Victor and try to find a spot to focus on before I start tearing up in the cafeteria.

"I care about you, Sam"

"You're my boss" I say

"And once was your friend but you shut me out." He sounds hurt.

"I thought that he would be honest with you. That's all." He adds. I can't wrap my head around this conversation.

I walk with my head down, staring at my feet as I walk out the cafeteria, into the main lobby and out the front doors into the parking lot. The sky is black. My mind is buzzing. My chest feels heavy.

He lied to me.