Page 85 of Accidental Theirs
She lets out a frustrated breath. “Yes,mightbe. Don’t you remember the orgy we had a couple of months ago?”
Oh.
It’s not like I’ve forgotten about that night, or the other night it was just me and Olivia, but it seems like it was alongtime ago. I’ve barely seen her since.
And now she’s pregnant?
“And…you’re…keeping it?” I hate myself for even asking as soon as I see the look on her face.
She keeps her eyes on mine. “Yes.”
I’m reeling, and not because of all the bourbon I’ve poured down my gullet.
“You’re serious.”
“Of course, I’m serious, Sebastian. Why else would I come here?” Her eyes well with sudden tears, and my heart aches.
I hate seeing a woman cry. But her tears hurt me even more for some reason.
“Just…just let me think.” I rub my hands across my face. “You really don’t know which of us is the father?”
“Of course not. How would I know?” She frowns, and tears slip down her cheeks.
I soften and put an arm around her shoulders.
“It’s okay, little girl.” I rub her bare arm.
Her skin is cold, and I pull a throw blanket off the top of the couch and drape it across her shoulders.
She leans into me, pressing her face against my shoulder.
I squeeze her to me. “It’s going to be okay.”
“How?” She trembles in my arms. “Damien hates me, Dominic is going toloseit, and you don’t want anything to do with this.”
“Hey, hey, slow down. I didn’t say that, did I?”
She pulls away enough to look at me.
Maybe it’s the booze or the melancholy or how much I miss Sophie, but having a little Sebastian running around doesn’t sound so bad.
I’m over forty years old, for God’s sake. Isn’t it time I had some kind of legacy? Even if I’m not looking for a relationship, things are different now. A kid is not a marriage sentence.
On the other hand, this is Olivia… Would it really be so bad?
And for a second, I let myself imagine how being a dad would feel like.
A little me or a little Olivia holding my hand. Someone to love, who loves me unconditionally. Someone to live for.
And now I’m alittlepeeved that there are two other candidates for the daddy spot.
But I made the decision to have that wild night. I threw my hat in the ring knowing the consequences.
“I’ll be here for you and the baby. Anything you need.”
Her lip trembles, and I brush my thumb across it.
“You mean it?”
