She laughs but then frowns. “I don’t mean the sex. I mean, in general.”
I shrug. “I mean, are any of us okay? Carter Holdingsmight be dissolved and it might be my fault, you’re pregnant and have three baby daddies...”
“I know. It’s a lot.” Her voice softens, and she cuddles up next to me. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault. None of it is your fault, Liv. You know that, right?”
She sniffles, eyes filling with tears. “I decided to sleep with all of you.”
“It was fun. A fantasy, right? You were just letting loose.”
“But now everyone’s mad at me.” She whimpers, starting to sob, and I want to laugh at her dramatics, but I know she’s hormonal, so I draw her against me, moving her hair back from her face with one hand while I rub her back with the other.
“Nobody’s mad, honey. Everyone loves you.”
“Yeah? What about the leak? It has to be somebody who’s basically family.”
She’s right about that, and I have no response, just holding her closer.
“I really hate this, Dom. I hate hurting you or them, I hate having to worry if my mother’s business is going under... I hate worrying about if the baby will be okay and who the father is...”
“It doesn’t matter.” I kiss the top of her head. “None of it matters, Olivia. What you have to decide is what you want.”
She looks up at me, biting her lip again. “And you’ll accept it? No matter what?”
I stiffen.
She means if she chooses someone else, doesn’t she?
“I guess I’ll have to, won’t I?”
“Don’t say it like that, Dom. I don’t mean...” She groans. “I don’t know what I mean. All I know is whatever happens, whoever the father is, I want you all in my life. Forever.”
“I’m not going anywhere.” I’d thought about it, of course.Leaving town, using my wealth to travel the world, forget my new career and Olivia.
But I hadn’t been able to forget about her the first time we split, and I won’t be able to do it now. I know myself better.
“You mean that?”
“I’ll prove it to you, Liv. Every day. Every hour.”
“Dom.” Her eyes shine with something other than tears. “Thank you. For all of this. I know this hasn’t been easy for you.”
It’s probably the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life, but I don’t tell her that. I don’t want her to feel guilty because it’s my own insecurities making me feel crazy, not her.
“I’m with you, Olivia. Whatever that looks like.”
I mean it, too.
If she chooses Sebastian or Damien, if she wants all of us, if she wants none of us.
I’m here for her in whatever capacity she lets me.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
OLIVIA
I feel betterafter my night with Dominic, at least about our future.