Page 54 of The Playboy's Most Unexpected Baby

“They’re going to try to say we invalidated the terms of the will,” Olivia whispered as Charlie hustled her out into the parking lot. “They’re going to say you don’t get the house because we left before the papers were signed.”

“I’m sure they’ll try,” Charlie agreed. “It won’t work. You’ve seen how Rogan operates — he’s a reasonable man. He won’t let them get away with that.”

“I hope you’re right.”

“I am right. Listen, don’t worry about that. You said you wanted to leave.”

“I didn’t mean to make trouble. I’m embarrassed.”

“You’re sick. I think we should go to the hospital.”

“We don’t need to go to the hospital.”

They had reached Charlie’s car. He helped her in, slightly surprised that she hadn’t insisted on going to her own car — but the fact that she hadn’t let him know just how serious this really was. “I’m going to take you to the hospital,” he said.

She closed her eyes. “No, Charlie.”

“It could be something really severe, Olivia. We can’t just ignore it.”

“It’s not. I know what’s wrong.”

“What is it?”

She opened her eyes, and her eyebrows shot up. “Your siblings are coming over.”

Charlie turned. Sure enough, Cait was storming across the parking lot, trailed by Scott and John. Rogan followed some distance behind, and Charlie could see the frown etched on his face.

Cait reached them. “You’re not getting away with this,” she hissed.

“Getting away withwhat, for God’s sake?” Charlie felt as if he was about to lose his mind. “Cait, you saw what happened back there. She isn’t well. I have to get her to the hospital.”

“Because she’s your wife and you love herso much, right? Not because the two of you have realized you can’t go through with this charade and you need to get out of here so you can formulate another plan. It couldn’t be that.”

“Oh my God, have you always been like this? Don’t answer that. I know you have.” He looked over Cait’s shoulder at his brothers. “You’re seeing this, right? I know we all wanted a portion of the sales of that house, but Aunt Marge left it to me. And as mad as you guys might be about that, it certainly isn’t Olivia’s fault. There’s no excuse for taking it out on her, especially while she’s unwell. I need to get her to the hospital. Something might be seriously wrong with her.”

“Is something seriously wrong with you?” Scott asked Olivia.

Olivia shook her head. “No,” she said. “It isn’t.”

“Sheisdrunk. Or hungover, maybe,” John guessed.

Rogan had reached them now. He had his papers in hand. “Are we still doing this?” he asked.

“She won’t sign,” Cait said scathingly.

“Of course I’ll sign.” Olivia held out a hand and Rogan handed her the papers and a pen. She scrawled her name and handed them over to Charlie so that he could follow suit.

She turned to look at Cait. “Are you serious?” she asked. “You really didn’t think I would be willing to sign a paper saying that I had gotten married? You thought that I wouldgetmarried, but then I wouldn’tsayI had done it? Why on earth would that be where I drew the line?”

“Don’t ask me to explain how your mind works,” Cait said. “I’m not like you.”

“And what am I like? Go ahead. You seem to know all about me.”

“Of course I do,” Cait said. “You know, I’m sure you think you’re a perfectly nice girl. People like you always do. And maybe you used to be. But something happens to you people when you get around money. Something happens when you meet someone of greater means than you’ll ever have. I’ve seen it so many times. It’s the reason my brothers and I all married people from our social class. You can’t trust anybody else. They’re only after one thing — a paycheck.”

Olivia shook her head. “Cait… I’m sorry. I genuinely feel bad for you.”

“You feel bad forme?” Cait laughed unkindly. “I’m not the one who needs to go sniffing around men who are out of my league. What are you doing with my brother, if you’re not after his money?”

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