Page 82 of Mid-Thirties Slightly Hot Mess Female Seeking Billionaire

"Oh my gosh, Ethan, what's going on? Why didn't you call me?" She starts getting loud.

"Mom, I'm okay. A friend of mine is here."

"Not Jackson?" She says.

"No, a female friend."

There's a long silence on the phone.

"A female friend?" She says. "Like a girlfriend?"

"No, no, she's not my girlfriend, she... I'll call you back, mom, okay?"

I hang up before she can say anything else, and I just stare at the phone. Who is Sarah to me? She's not my girlfriend, I'm not looking for a girlfriend, but she's no longer just my employee, she's no longer just the nerdy woman that works for me. I feel more for her than that, and it's not just because we slept together. I have feelings for her, I'm worried about her, I'm concerned about her, and I get jealous when she flirts with other men. I don't know what it means, and I don't have time to think about it. I quickly call my granddad and wait for it to go to voicemail. I'm pretty certain he's in bed already. Surprisingly, he answers the phone.

"Ethan, what's going on?"

"Have you heard from dad?" I ask, knowing that he'll be straightforward with me.

"Your mom called?"

"Yeah, mom called. She's nervous. She hasn't heard from him."

"Your dad's not doing well." He says with a sigh.

"What's going on?"

"You're going to be a brother."

"What?"

"You're going to be a brother."

"But mom can't get pregnant, she..." And then it dawns on me what he's saying. "He cheated again?"

My granddad sighs. "I don't know what we did wrong. I don't know how I could have made this any different, but yeah, he's not in a good place. He doesn't know how to tell your mom.

"Fuckin' A. Sorry." I say quickly. I hate swearing in front of my grandparents.

"I understand, Ethan. Can you come over? Can you speak to him?"

"No, not right now."

"Oh." He sounds surprised. "Late night at work?"

"No, something more important than that. I'll be there tomorrow though."

I hang up and just stare at the phone for a couple of seconds. I am quite literally in disbelief. I'm too old to have a new sibling born. My dad is too old to be a dad again. He wasn't even a good dad to me.

"Fuck it." I say, as I head back towards the room.

I'm grateful to see a doctor there with Sarah. He looks up at me and nods.

"Mr. Rosser?"

"Yes?" I say. "How is she?"

"So far, it looks good. It looks like not too much damage."

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