"Jacob?" Darius choked. "You chose the name Jacob?"
I nodded, seeing the anger reach a new level in Darius. His shoulders slumped and he looked like his world just fell down around him.
"You could have told me. Any of the times we...saw each other since it happened. You could have told me you were pregnant in Glasgow, told me you had a baby even last month, instead you just said responsibilities. You kept this from me on purpose," Darius accused.
"Yes, because you didn't even try to fight for me," I spat. "One day you will wake up and feel so alone and, in that moment, you will remember that you chose money over love. You chose money over having a family, with me." I looked at Jacob. "I chose love, Dare, and I'm never going to regret that for a single day."
Darius's face fell.
The door opened and Jeremy walked in. "Dare, you're still here?" Jeremy's eyes went to me feeding Jacob and the tears in my eyes. "And you know..."
"Yes." Darius pulled his shoulders back, and I watched a mask slide over his face. "I know." Darius stormed out, pushing past Jeremy as he did.
Jeremy shut the door. "You didn't tell him?"
I shook my head. "It didn't once occur to him that Jacob was his." The tears streamed down like a river to the ocean.
Jeremy looked at me with pity. "He's going to be flipping out about the idea of someone else getting you pregnant, Mora."
"Yes, he did," I sighed as Jacob stopped suckling. "Can you call Warren and give him the heads up. Dare is going to need to vent, and when he finds out all his friends knew but him, he's going to lose it."
Jeremy pulled out his phone as he opened the door. "Not as bad as he will when he finds out even his sister knew." Jeremy stepped out, closing the door.
I looked down at Jacob as I sat him up to burp him. "So, that was your father, Jacob. What do you think?"
Jacob smiled and then released the biggest burp. I smiled, fixing my clothes up. "Yeah, he can be an ass sometimes."