work.”
“Sure,” Mason replies, disappointed, “if you change your mind, let me know.”
“I will.”
“Sam?”
“Yeah?”
“I…I hope you feel better.”
“Thanks.”
It sounded like Mason had something else to say, but he hung up.
“Someone sounds like they’re worried about you,” my mother comments, turning the car down our street.
“Yeah.”
“When are you going to tell him?”
“Never.”
“Sam, you can’t keep this baby a secret forever. Mason is the father. He has a right to know.”
“I know.”
We pull into the driveway. My mother looks at me, “Mason loves you very much. He’s not going to leave you. He’s not going to be upset. He’s going to love, and care for, and spoil this child, just like he does to you.”
“How can you be so sure?” I ask through watery eyes, “he’s never even told me he loves me. He’s been with a million women. What if he thinks I’m trapping him?”
“I think that’s your hormones talking, Sammy. It’s so obvious when I see the two of you together. You must feel it in your heart. Don’t let the voices in your head talk you into believing otherwise.”
I hope she’s right. I love Mason. I love being with him. I know he has fun with me. I know he cares about me. But giving up every other woman forever? Being with me - and a baby? I just don’t know.
19
Samantha
M ason calls me after work , but I don’t answer. I don’t want to lie to him. I decided the best way to do that is to just avoid him - for as long as possible. Okay, maybe it’s not the best way, or the most mature, but it’s all I can manage right now. I can’t stay home from work much more than another day. I’m already pushing the limits as it is. I’m going to have to face the truth much sooner than I would like.
I send him a text around dinner time that I don’t feel well and will call him in the morning. He replied with ‘okay’, but even without hearing his voice, I know he’s not ‘okay’ with it. I hate doing this to him, but I need to decide the best way to tell him. As much as I want to keep it a secret, I can’t. Even if I could lie to his face every day, my body will be a dead give away soon enough.
In a weird way, I wish my ignoring Mason will make him mad enough to go out and cheat on me. Then I would know - I could be sure of who he is and just end it. I know in my heart that’s not going to happen though. I’m going to have to tell him and whatever comes of it, I will deal with.
20
Mason
W hat is going on with Samantha? She’s avoiding me. I know she’s sick - I saw her throwing up. Something just isn’t right. She’s not herself. I can tell she’s holding back. I don’t know what she’s keeping from me, but there has to be something.
The thought that there’s someone else crosses my mind, but I honestly don’t think there is. We’ve spent almost all of our free time together. I would know if there was someone at work. There would be no way to keep that a secret. With all the gossip that flies around the office, I definitely would have heard. I dismiss the whole idea.
Maybe that’s what it is. Perhaps we spend too much time together. Maybe Samantha feels crowded and suffocated in our relationship. That must be why she’s acting strange and went back to her mom on Long Island. She must need a break. I want to spend every minute with her - but not if it’s going to ruin the amazing relationship we’ve built. If I have to back off to make things better, as much as I don’t want to, I will.
21
Samantha
I wake in the morning to a text from Mason that says, ‘hope you feel better today.’ It’s nice, but I find it strange that he didn’t call me. He didn’t yesterday either - or text last night. I wonder what’s going on?
I quickly remember my wish for him to cheat so we could just move on and kick myself. That was a terrible thought. I should have never let it cross my mind because now I feel like something is
“Sure,” Mason replies, disappointed, “if you change your mind, let me know.”
“I will.”
“Sam?”
“Yeah?”
“I…I hope you feel better.”
“Thanks.”
It sounded like Mason had something else to say, but he hung up.
“Someone sounds like they’re worried about you,” my mother comments, turning the car down our street.
“Yeah.”
“When are you going to tell him?”
“Never.”
“Sam, you can’t keep this baby a secret forever. Mason is the father. He has a right to know.”
“I know.”
We pull into the driveway. My mother looks at me, “Mason loves you very much. He’s not going to leave you. He’s not going to be upset. He’s going to love, and care for, and spoil this child, just like he does to you.”
“How can you be so sure?” I ask through watery eyes, “he’s never even told me he loves me. He’s been with a million women. What if he thinks I’m trapping him?”
“I think that’s your hormones talking, Sammy. It’s so obvious when I see the two of you together. You must feel it in your heart. Don’t let the voices in your head talk you into believing otherwise.”
I hope she’s right. I love Mason. I love being with him. I know he has fun with me. I know he cares about me. But giving up every other woman forever? Being with me - and a baby? I just don’t know.
19
Samantha
M ason calls me after work , but I don’t answer. I don’t want to lie to him. I decided the best way to do that is to just avoid him - for as long as possible. Okay, maybe it’s not the best way, or the most mature, but it’s all I can manage right now. I can’t stay home from work much more than another day. I’m already pushing the limits as it is. I’m going to have to face the truth much sooner than I would like.
I send him a text around dinner time that I don’t feel well and will call him in the morning. He replied with ‘okay’, but even without hearing his voice, I know he’s not ‘okay’ with it. I hate doing this to him, but I need to decide the best way to tell him. As much as I want to keep it a secret, I can’t. Even if I could lie to his face every day, my body will be a dead give away soon enough.
In a weird way, I wish my ignoring Mason will make him mad enough to go out and cheat on me. Then I would know - I could be sure of who he is and just end it. I know in my heart that’s not going to happen though. I’m going to have to tell him and whatever comes of it, I will deal with.
20
Mason
W hat is going on with Samantha? She’s avoiding me. I know she’s sick - I saw her throwing up. Something just isn’t right. She’s not herself. I can tell she’s holding back. I don’t know what she’s keeping from me, but there has to be something.
The thought that there’s someone else crosses my mind, but I honestly don’t think there is. We’ve spent almost all of our free time together. I would know if there was someone at work. There would be no way to keep that a secret. With all the gossip that flies around the office, I definitely would have heard. I dismiss the whole idea.
Maybe that’s what it is. Perhaps we spend too much time together. Maybe Samantha feels crowded and suffocated in our relationship. That must be why she’s acting strange and went back to her mom on Long Island. She must need a break. I want to spend every minute with her - but not if it’s going to ruin the amazing relationship we’ve built. If I have to back off to make things better, as much as I don’t want to, I will.
21
Samantha
I wake in the morning to a text from Mason that says, ‘hope you feel better today.’ It’s nice, but I find it strange that he didn’t call me. He didn’t yesterday either - or text last night. I wonder what’s going on?
I quickly remember my wish for him to cheat so we could just move on and kick myself. That was a terrible thought. I should have never let it cross my mind because now I feel like something is
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