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“I don’t know really what to say, other than we’re trying to figure it out.”

“Trying. So, you went all the way up to the mountains to help her and pretend to be her fiancé, and yet you’re not even going to tell me if she’s your girlfriend or not?”

I cringed. “I think I was better at pretending to be a fake fiancé than wondering if I’m a real boyfriend. Now isn’t that a kick in the ass?”

“Excuse me?”

My eyes darted up at the open door that I had forgotten we hadn’t closed, and all the blood drained from my face.

Because I knew that nasally voice. I had heard it a few times over that weekend.

Mrs. Harrington-Wells III.

I had never gotten her first name as she only went by her husband’s, a.k.a. Addison’s boss. And from the way the woman fumed, she knew. She had heard it all.

I’d just made a gigantic mistake that was going to ruin everything. Addison was going to kill me.

ChapterTwelve

Addison

Ibent over and looked underneath the stall doors and sighed in relief when I realized it was empty. I wouldn’t have long, but I didn’t need long for what I wanted to look at.

Bracing myself, I turned sideways in the mirror and then lifted my bulky sweater over the top of my brown linen pants so I could see what I had been trying to hide that morning.

“How the hell did this happen overnight?” I asked myself and shook my head.

I was officially in my second trimester, and I had popped out like a little Turkey thermometer on Thanksgiving.

I wasn’t huge yet, but I could definitely tell that there was a baby bump there.

I had thankfully worn baggier clothes today, but it didn’t feel like it was enough. My face was starting to change and my ankles were already swelling. I didn’t know if that was because I was drinking too much water or not enough. The fact that I didn’t know told me that maybe I should come to terms with the fact that this was changing everything, I would no longer be able to hide it.

I would have to tell my boss soon, and then figure out my next steps.

Because the pregnancy was real but the engagement wasn’t, and no matter what happened with Luca and I in the future, we were still not ready for anything resembling a commitment like that.

I frowned and looked down at the ring I still wore; hadn’t even thought twice about putting it on that morning. My fingers were a little swollen, but the ring was large enough that I still had room to move it around. I honestly hadn’t thought about it. I slid on the ring that morning as if it were natural. Everyone here thought I was engaged, so I needed to keep the ring on.

At least, that was the excuse I kept telling myself.

I quickly adjusted my clothes in case anyone walked in, then made my way back to my office.

I stopped and talked to a few of my coworkers, answering questions and getting a few answers of my own, before heading back to my desk to work on my major client list.

I didn’t know when they would tell us about the promotion, but I knew it would be coming any time now. Travis looked nervous, and I counted that as a win. I wanted this job. I needed it.

Only, sometimes it felt as if I were fighting constantly for what, to work longer hours?

Because no matter what, even if I was working from home, I would still work long hours, just like Nathan.

He and Kelly were going to be trying for a family soon, and I didn’t know if he would even stay with the company. From the way he and Kelly talked, perhaps he would move on to something that was a little more flexible.

Or thoughtful.

“Hey, Lily, do you have client C’s report?”

I nodded and looked up at one of the team members. “I do. It’s in the file.”

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