My nerves are so bad right now. The ride to Moretti's restaurant has to go down as one of the worse in my life. I know Nicole is coming to the meeting, and my feelings are all over the damn place. I want to see her, no scratch that...I need to see her, so badly but I'm pretty sure she doesn't want to see me. I have screwed this up so bad, but the thought of not having her in my life has me really fucked up.

Prez all but kicked my ass when I got back...no surprise there, but we were finally able to talk. I put all my cards on the table, told him every detail that went down in Cali. I knew he would be pissed at me, so I knew what I was in for, but what I am not prepared for is rejection from Nicole. I know, I know...who am I to complain about the possibility of her rejecting me after all I have put her through? I just hope she'll talk to me and hear me out.

We arrive at Moretti's a little early. Everyone heads inside, but I sit there for a few minutes, trying to get my mind together.

Prez looks at me, "Are you sure you can do this, man? You going to be ok?"

Staring at him for a few seconds, I take a deep breath. "I honestly don't know, man. I've really fucked up."

Shaking his head, "Man, I had no idea what you were going through out there. That was seriously some crazy shit, but you should've at least called her."

He doesn't need to remind me; I know that shit already, and I've been beating myself up over it. He knows this.

"When do the DNA results come back?"

They said anywhere from two to four weeks, sometimes it's sooner. God knows, I'm praying that he's mine, but ever since Lauren said that I've been hitting the rewind button on everything in our past together. I should have suspected it all along. She always complained about not trusting me, but she was really the one not to be trusted. Even though our relationship was strictly physical, she always bitched about me being with other women, even when I caught her fucking other men. It was a vicious cycle, it was nuts.

I inhale deeply and release out. "Two more weeks...the longest two weeks of my life, man. You know I hope he's mine, but I seriously won't be surprised if he isn't." The thought of it destroys me inside.

"It'll work out, but whatever the outcome, you all have to do what's best for Ethan. So let's go, man. It'll work out with Nic too, but you know you're going to have to work for it, right?"

I'm ready to put the work in; I just hope he's right.