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But all rationale has shot out the fucking window. So I don’t.
Chapter Thirty-One
MOLLIE
“He left? Why?”
Janette and Mick swap looks like they don’t know what to say. “He had club business to get to,” Mick stammers.
Bullshit.The next piece of business hehasto go to isn’t for another two days with Matthew. “Why are you lying to me?”
Janette’s face turns down. “Go pay the bill, love,” she says to Mick.
I look down noticing money on the table. He paid for us then took off? What the hell changed in the time I went to the loo?
Mick stands and picks up the cash.
“Sit down,” Janette tells me.
I look at Mick’s back, then outside to where I just watched Travis ride off.
When I look down at Janette, she nods her head at the chair.
I do as I’m bid, holding my bag on my lap, not getting comfy. I want to get out of here. “What happened?”
She sighs. “I think I messed up,” she replies.
“Messed up how?”
She reaches out a hand, waiting for mine.
I look at the gesture, wondering what the fuck she’s doing. A little unsure, I place my hand as best I can in hers, hoping she hurries this up and tells me what happened.
“He knows.” Her fingers feebly squeeze around mine.
I lift my shoulders, dropping my head forward, keeping my eyes on hers. “Knows what?” I’m so bloody confused. I have no idea what the hell she is talking about.
“About the baby,” she says lightly, a subtle flick of her eyes going down.
“Baby?”
“Yes,” she says. “He knows you’re having a baby.”
“Am I?” My eyes widen and my lips part in utter confusion.
Janette suddenly looks like she’s seen a ghost. “You mean, you’re not?”
“Pregnant?”
She nods.
“No, I’m not fucking pregnant. Jesus, Janette, is that what you told him?” Holy shit. I bolt upright. “Is that why he left? Because he thinks I’m pregnant?”
“Yes—”
My head hits my hands. “Janette, do you have any idea what you’ve done?”
“Mollie, I—”
