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“You’re coming over for dinner on Thursday? Meet the baby in person,” Daniel asks.
“Of course.” I nod. My eyes drift to the stairs.
“I dare you,” Charlie challenges, knowing I’m tempted to sneak up for a quick snuggle. “If you even think about going in the room, he wakes up. He is not a deep sleeper.”
“You can hold him Thursday. Come at four, and you can get an hour of cuddle time in before Michael gets here and steals him away,” Daniel offers.
“Give him and Belle a kiss for me. We’ll be back in a couple of days.”
“Samantha is staying with you until then?” Daniel asks.
“Yes.”
Whether she likes it or not.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Samantha
I’m shaking with rage when Kaleb slides into the driver’s seat.
“I can’t believe you said that,” I cry, referring to his earlier words and why I fled the car.
“What are you mad about, Sam? What I said or that it’s true?”
Both.
Turning off the road, Kaleb drives us toward the cabin.
“We had sex,” he says candidly.
I shake my head, my tears coming fast.
“Say it!” he demands.
“No,” I whimper.
“What did I do, Samantha? What did you let me do? Hmm?” he asks, his tone mocking.
“Stop it!” I shout.
“No,” he refuses, “I want you to say it. Maybe then you’ll stop pretending it never fucking happened.”
“I can’t,” I cry.
“Say it!”
“No!”
“Say it!”
“We had sex!” I scream. “You fucked me. Are you happy now?” I sob.
“I’m not your brother, Samantha. I’m not.”
“You are,” I argue. Tears and snot mix. I hiccup, trying to drag in more air.
“Deep breaths,” Kaleb coaches, his hand gripping the back of my neck. “Easy, baby.”
