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He slowly rises from the chair.“Why did you want to talk to me?”

Swallowing hard, I fully face him and fill my lungs with the much-needed air to give him the words, “I’m pregnant.”

CHAPTER TWO

–PAX –

Her words penetrate my mind, causing a flood of reactions inside my head.Pregnant.A kid.Becoming a father.There hasn’t been a moment where I thought about future plans with anyone involving starting a family.First step is claiming an old lady which I’ve never done.

The only time I came close to wanting an old lady was the moment I laid eyes on Lyla.Her beauty, feisty attitude, her whole damn appearance was something I was drawn to.Now she’s pregnant.It’s mine.Well, I hope so ’cause I hate to think she came here to throw the news in my face that she let another man inside her sweet tight body.

“Say something,” she whispers.

I blink a few times, realizing I’ve been locked inside my head while staring at her.

Deciding to fall back on her earlier question, I tell her, “Your pussy is the last one I’ve felt wrapped around my dick.”

We stare at one another without another word.I thought she’d give me similar words in return.Apparently, my assumption might be correct, that she’s here as a courtesy call.My hands come up in a “do you have something to say” gesture, but she still stays quiet.Then it hits me...we haven’t had sex in months which means there’s a huge chance it’s not mine.

The mere thought of another man touching her feels like a sledgehammer to the chest and it’s why I snap, “So, you’re here to tell me you’re moving on with someone else?That’s it, right?Why you can’t say the same in return.You’ve been with someone else recently because we haven’t fucked in months.Who the hell knocked you up?”

Lyla frowns.“I haven’t had sex with anyone else.It was you who knocked me up.”

I narrow my eyes.“We had sex four months ago.”

Her shoulders sag and she turns her back to me and stalks to her bag.When she comes back, she hands me a tiny black and white picture that looks more like a gray blob in a dark space.When I focus, I can clearly make out a tiny person.

She points at the information.“I’m in the second trimester.It’s a girl, and she’s ours.”

A slow smile slides across my face as I let my finger glide over the tiny picture.Raising my eyes, I settle on her fabric covered belly.Without a word, she grabs the hem of her shirt and lifts it to reveal a tiny as fuck bump.I reach for her, but she steps back and drops her shirt.

Clearing her throat, she rambles, “I only recently found out.It’s stupid, I know.Though with everything–”

“Not stupid at all,” I state, cutting her off.“With the shit you went through, what happened to your brother...it’s a lot to process and you’re the type of person to shove your own issues aside to focus on others.”

Silence falls once again.Her lips part and then she bites down on her bottom lip to stop herself from talking.

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