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She watched as he went, and she reflected on the truth in what she’d said. She would rather be with him than anyone on earth. It was so odd; she’d never been one for schoolgirl crushes or daydream fantasies. Her childhood had given her an early, brutal glimpse into the dark side of the ways in which men and women treated each other, and that was enough to crush the seed of romanticism before it could ever take root in her heart. And yet, here she was, standing in a ruined alleyway in the middle of winter, freezing her ass off, just so she could be with this perfect, beautiful young man. And she was happy about it. She would have waited there for hours, lost her fingers to frostbite, ruined her health and given over her sanity if it meant that she could be with him. For the first time, she wondered whether this might be love.
That question led to another. What would she do with his child? As much as she believed she loved Buddy, and that he might actually love her back, she had no illusions about any man’s dependability when it came to long-term commitments. If she had the baby she had to assume it would be hers, not theirs. Could she handle it? Did she want to?
She wasn’t even sure why she’d asked her father for the money. She wasn’t sure she’d use it if he gave it to her. Maybe she wanted options. Or maybe she knew he would ask her what it was for, and as much as she was afraid to tell him, she needed him to know. For all his faults, Cormack had been the one person who had always been there for her, no matter what. Maybe she needed someone on her side.
She waited in the freezing alleyway for a few minutes, until she knew it was safe now to head to the Holiday Inn. It was hardly the Ritz, but she didn’t care. She knew that she would be happy there, at least for a little while.