Everything I Shouldn't / Everything I Need (32 page)

Standing at the doorway of my fiancé's bedroom, I can't even bring myself to really be surprised. Aria tried to warn me that this was happening, and I wouldn't listen to her. I didn't
want
to listen. Really, I guess I didn't want to believe that after everything that has happened over the last ten months that he would do something like this to me. Was "the accident" as he refers to it not enough of a blow? Now, I have to deal with this too?

Without saying a word, I back out of his bedroom and pull the door closed. Does it make me a coward that I didn't interrupt him and the buxom blonde on top of him? Even if it does, I'm past the point of even giving a damn. I've been numb for months now. Numb to everything, everyone, and every situation.

Making my way silently through his apartment, I pick up the things that mean the most to me. I grab the blanket my father's mother made for me when I was younger - it always made more sense for it to be here, I spent most of my time at this apartment once we were engaged. Stopping in the kitchen, I pick up the "Journalists do it on deadline" mug that Aria got me for my birthday last year, and after grabbing a few more things, I realize the noise in the bedroom has quieted. Knowing I don't have long before someone interrupts me, or just finds me and makes me have to deal with this, I practically sprint for the door.

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My husband and kids - you put up with my crazy, my inattention and my incessant talking about the people who live in my head. I love you more than words could ever tell you!

Mel - my sister from another mother, my twin, my other half! From the bottom of my heart, thank you for everything! The all day/all night talks, the emails, the snippet sharing - I could go on and on! I will forever be thankful I started reading Holly's books and met you because I couldn't imagine doing this without you!

Aly Martinez - Seriously, I adore you. I don't laugh with anyone else the way I laugh with you! Sprints with you and Tessa are my favorite and I love hanging out with y'all - online and in person!

Crystal, Annie, Bianca J, Bianca S & Sary - you guys are seriously some of my favorite people ever! I love that you love these characters as much as I do - thank you for making my books the best they can be!

Ferro Posse - Thank you for the laughs, for loving my books and for just being hella awesome :)

Emily Snow - I adore you, even when you play "that" song for me! Thank you for always encouraging me and telling me that I can do it - and for letting me tell you the endings LOL

Holly Ward - Without you, I never would have met the Ferro Posse - girls who have literally become some of my closest friends. And, thank you for taking a chance on an unknown author. I can't wait to see what people think about Second Chances!

Stacey is a wife and mom to 3 boys, ages 15, 13, and 8! She lives in Hickory, NC. She's always been a huge book lover, and back in 2012, she found Fifty Shades, and after staying up all night one Friday to read all three books, Stacey was hooked! She started a book blog, and kept reading everything she could. Then, she found Fallen Too Far by Abbi Glines, and couldn't stop reading. Her husband told her that she should write her own book since she was spending so much on Kindle books – by June, she'd read over 500! – and after blowing him off for a few months, Stacey decided to try to write the story she kept seeing in her head.

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Other Books by Stacey Mosteller

Dedication

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty One

Chapter Twenty Two

Chapter Twenty Three

Chapter Twenty Four

Chapter Twenty Five

Chapter Twenty Six

Save Me From Myself (Nashville Nights #1)

Acknowledgments

About The Author

About the Book Designer

Copyright Notice

To everyone who fell in love with SarahBeth & Jeremy the first time around

SarahBeth

"D
avid, you need to come home...I'm here with SarahBeth and she has something to tell you." Lyric's call to my brother is fast and cryptic. She doesn't even give him the chance to ask what's going on before she disconnects. As soon as the phone is back in her pocket, I'm running for the bathroom again, sure I'm going to lose the little bit of food that's in my stomach. I think I'd rather tell my parents than my brother that I'm pregnant with his best friend's baby.

I clutch the toilet like it's the only thing keeping me from dissolving into a puddle on the floor, and truthfully, maybe it is. I'd rest my head on the seat if the thought didn't make me more nauseous. I have no idea how I'm going to do this. No idea how I'm going to actually say the words. The thought of telling David Jeremy and I were together was daunting enough, but this? This...I don't even know how to start. How do I tell my brother that the person he's forbidden me to see knocked me up and has no clue I'm pregnant? Adding insult to injury Jeremy won't talk to me now. That just increases the drama and my stress level. I don't doubt Lyric's ultimatum. If I don't tell him, I know she will, and it's got to be better coming from me, right?

Finally, the awful retching is over and I find the strength to stand. After splashing my face with water and brushing the vomit taste out of my mouth, I put my hands palm down on the counter and stare at myself in the mirror. Nothing has really changed since the last time I looked myself in the face, except now instead of wondering, I know for sure. And now, instead of worrying when David will find out, I know that he's going to know before the day is out. He's going to know before the
hour
is out. The thought makes my skin more pale and clammy, but at least the green tinge is gone.