Page 33 of Her Kensington
Harrison’s face is red with anger, his chest heaves and his fists clench at his sides. “I’m so fucking done with her games.”
I give him a few minutes to calm himself down before asking a question I hope will distract him from wanting to do any more damage to this hotel room. The door already only just about shuts; I don’t need him putting his fists through the walls as well.
“Tell me about them?”
Looking up, his eyes soften when they land on mine. “You want to know?” His brows draw together in confusion.
“Of course I do. They’re your kids.”
A small smile twitches at his lips and I see the Harrison I fell in love with coming back to me.
“Their names are Alfred and Cassandra, although the three of us prefer Alfie and Cassie. They’re twelve going on eighteen. They both go to this horrendously pretentious boarding school the other side of the city. Alfie is a huge football fan, as you probably saw, and Cassie loves horses.”
The look on his face as he talks about them melts my heart—his love is as clear as day. It makes me think that everything’s going to be okay. That we’re going to be okay, even if our family is going to be bigger than I expected.
“Are they the reason you left me in Vegas?”
“Yes. Cassie fell off her horse. Rebecca was too busy in Madrid to come back to make sure she was okay, but I got on the first flight to be with her.”
“Is she okay?”
“Yes, just a little concussion, no lasting damage. It didn’t stop her getting straight back up on the damn thing either.”
The look on his face makes me wonder how he managed to keep them a secret all this time. It seems like, in reality, they’re the center of his universe, as they should be.
“You said Rebecca is in Madrid. She just leaves them here at school?”
“Pretty much. They hate it and I hate it. I’d love to pull them out of that school, put them in the one we went to and have them live with me. But it’s a fight I’m yet to win.”
Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, I watch as he heads into the bathroom, my mind filled with the idea of suddenly finding myself as a mother figure to two people over half my age. If people didn’t think I was too young for Harrison now, they certainly will when they see the age of his kids.
I’m so lost in my own thoughts that I don’t realize he’s looking down at me until he speaks.
“Summer,” he snaps, suddenly sounding pissed off.
“Yeah?”
“What the fuck is this?” He drops the box I left in the bathroom a few hours ago. My heart jumps into my stomach as his stare burns into me. “Am I not the only one with a secret?”
Harrison
I went for a piss.I didn’t expect to find out that I was going to be a dad—again.
Summer’s face pales as she looks between the pregnancy test box and me. Her expression drops as her panic sets in.
“Harrison, no…I…”
“What the fuck, Summer? How can you be angry at me for keeping secrets when you’ve been doing the exact same thing. What were you planning on doing? Running away and taking my baby away from me? Just like she did?”
“What? No, Harrison, I would never—”
“But you didn’t tell—”
“It was negative.”
“It was what?”
“Negative.”
