Chapter 27

I struggled daily, wanting to be with Hayden and Tripp versus Davis. I wished he loved kids. I wished he wanted to be with them as much as I did. I missed the days when he hung out with my best friend-before she had the baby-and we all enjoyed each other's company.

I hated leaving Tripp. Every time I walked out the door to go see Davis or run errands-or hell, anything he didn't accompany me to-I felt as though I were leaving a part of me behind. It was irrational. He wasn't my child; I got that, but it didn't stop the feelings from brewing. I didn't share them with anyone, though. I was already aware of Davis's belief that I had an unhealthy relationship with Cash, and I didn't want Hayden to think I was a freak.

Instead, I kissed him goodbye and squeezed him one last time before releasing him back to Hayden. "I'm meeting Davis for dinner, but I'll see you guys tomorrow."

"Be careful, Callie," Hayden called out as I walked toward the front door.