Chapter 33
Christopher
I was staring out into the ocean, my mind completely blank. It had been days since I’d even thought about talking with Jessi. And part of me still didn’t want to. I didn’t want to talk to her or Justin or anyone else in her family. How many of them knew? How many of them had kept that secret from me? We weren’t talking about Jessi stealing a pair of my shoes as a teenager or something. We were talking about hiding the fact that I had a son for the past month and a half.
Six f*****g weeks!
I needed to talk with her, though. I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to even look at her. But I needed to. I had a son, and no matter how upset I was with his mother, that didn’t excuse the fact that I was still absent. That I had known he was mine for an entire week and still had
