" And now? After all that, what have you been doing this last year since you got back from Afghanistan? You still drinking all the time?” “No, other than a beer or two with the guys every now and then, I don’t do much of anything. I knew if I wanted any chance of getting you, I had to stop what I was doing. And then of course, I find you again, and you’re married and have a baby.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and dropping his head in his hands, “I can’t believe you have a freakin’ baby.” He whispered. “I am sorry that you spent all this time, and moved to California, thinking that we would be together. I don’t want to hurt you, but Carter I never saw you as anything more than my friend, and I’m sorry I didn’t make that clear enough back in North Carolina. But I’m not going to be sorry for being with Brandon and having Liam, I can honestly tell you I’ve never been happier than I am now.” “Yeah, I’m starting to understand that. Congratulations, by the way.” He said grimly, “How old is he anyway?” “He’ll be a year in two weeks.” Brandon smiled down at him and bounced him up and down on his knee. “Wow.” Carter looked at him for a long time before looking back at me, “Really cute kid.” “We think so. "
― Molly McAdams , Taking Chances (Taking Chances, #1)