Later that night, his body wrapped around his world, his home, were he was meant to be; his mind wandered. Had she dated other men since they separated? Would she do that? But then again who was he to judge if she had, he was the one who walked out on her, left her to fend for herself and his child. The thought of another man touching her, comforting her, made his skin crawl and his blood boil.
He tightened his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him then brought his hand to rest on her belly again, fighting back the images of another man holding her, kissing her, or even worse.
"Danny, I'm the one that's fat and pregnant, so why are you fidgeting?"
"Sorry," he grumbled and sighed heavily, trying to shake the images from his head.
"What's wrong?"
He sighed again, he really didn't want to hear about another man doing anything to her or with her but he had to know, "You know what you asked me before, about seeing other people."
"Yeah."
"Did you?" he asked hesitantly. Did he even have the right to ask?
Did she tell him the truth or did she make him squirm more than he was already, literally. She decided to go with the truth even though she knew it still wasn't going to be what he wanted to hear.
"You remember before I found out I was pregnant, my brother Tom called saying that the guy that was my neighbor my whole life when I lived in Montana was moving out here?"
"Yeah," he answered not really sure if he did remember or that he wanted to know what her point was. But he did ask…
"Well after, you know, he did move out here. We went out and caught up on old times, it was good to have someone who I had a connection with from back home, someone who I felt comfortable with. He's even gone to the doctor with me a few times," she admitted. She felt his arm go even tighter around her if possible, at least felt his muscles tense up.
He wanted to get out of the bed and pound his head against the wall. Or at least call Don to come over and beat the shit out of him. He, through his own selfish cowardly actions, had almost allowed another man to step in and take his place. A man who Lindsay had confided in, who she felt comfortable with. Another man saw pictures of his child before he had, had been the one to hold her hand during the exam, supported her when it should have been him.
"Did you two ever…?" he couldn't even say the words without wanting to throw up.
"We are just friends, Danny. He knows that," Lindsay said trying to soothe him, intertwining their fingers together.
A/N: Thanks to Laurzz and Daytimedrama for betaing.