Page 96 of Accidental Baby Daddy

“Come back to me,” he slurred, and this time, there wasn’t anger in his voice, only hurt.

I braced myself against the bar, my heart pounding, fear settling in. “Dick,” I said softly. “You’re drunk. Let me call you a cab.”

I was scared, knowing his mood could change in a second, especially when he was inebriated. But I hoped I’d be able to talk him into leaving before I’d need to call the cops. I wished with all my might that Raoul and Krista were still there.

“Our anniversary is tomorrow,” he said, getting closer to me. “Come home with me,” he pleaded, his eyes wet.

“Dick. You can’t keep doing this.”

He glanced down at my stomach, his eyes showing recognition “You’re pregnant. Is it mine?”

“No, Dick," I replied quickly, and he frowned, getting even closer. I kept my hands on the bar, hoping that I could sprint sideways if he got too close.

“So who have you been sleeping with then?” he demanded, but again, he didn’t seem angry.

“Dick—”

“I don’t care,” he cut me off. “I’ll raise the baby as my own. We’re perfect together, Lex. We work well together. I want you back in my life. I want you back so badly.”

“You don’t love me,” I said flatly. “And I don’t love you.”

He scoffed. “What is love, anyway? Didn’t you once tell me that love was just a fairy tale? Just something that people prayed for, but they never got?”

I bit my lip. He was right. I used to think that, after Oliver broke up with me. I thought that settling for Dick was the only way I could have stability. But now that Oliver was back in my life things were different. Even though I was angry at him, I no longer believed that love was just a fairy tale. I knew it was real, even if it hurt.

“I don’t believe that anymore,” I told him, being completely honest. Dick might have been bad for me, hell, we were bad for each other, but there were moments when he was sweet to me. He deserved to know the truth. “I’m in love with someone else.”

“That bastard who threw me out?” Dick shot back as he grabbed my arm, dragging me toward the door. In that moment, all the breath seemed to go out of my body.

“Help!” I screamed, hoping that Larry might still be in the kitchen, that somebody, anybody, would hear me.

This Dick was a different man, a dangerous one. He was showing another side of himself, one I had suspected lurked beneath the surface all along.

My instinct to protect my baby kicked in, and I wrenched away from him, running toward the back exit.

I was going to make it. I could see the door of the exit; it was so close.

Dick grabbed me around the waist, and I screamed again.

My head spun. What was I going to do?

Chapter 30

Oliver

Iwas deep in paperwork when I heard Lexie scream.

I had been hiding in the office all night. I didn’t want to see Lexie. Well, I did want to see her, but I knew she didn’t want to see me. I didn’t know how she would react or if she’d even talk to me. Things hadn't ended well between us the last time we spoke.

But as soon as I heard her scream, I jerked open the office door, running into the bar area as quickly as I could.

Dick had her around the waist, dragging her toward the door.

“Oliver!” she shouted.

I rushed Dick, grabbing his shoulder and shoving him off of Lexie. Lexie ran toward the bar, grabbing her phone and calling 911.

“You bastard,” Dick said, throwing a punch, but he was too drunk, and it was easy to take him down. I pushed him to the ground, pulling his arm behind him. “You’re going to break my arm!” he yelled.

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