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He slowly shakes his head. “When did you and Leah…”

“The first night we met, but it was a one-time thing.”

“And it’s triplets? For real? As in three?”

“Yep.” Sighing, I collapse into one of the leather chairs. “I can’t have anything to do with them, of course. They’ll get more than enough money to live on, and aside from that, I’ll be wiping my hands clean of this situation.”

“Why?”

I stare at him. Does my closest friend not even know me?

“Because I don’t have time to be a father, Owen. I’m not cut out for that kind of responsibility.”

He crosses his arms, eyeing me critically. “That’s a cop-out, and you know it.”

“What do you want me to do, hm? Drop everything and raise three kids I never wanted in the first place?”

“No, but at least take some responsibility, Jack. You can’t just throw money at the problem and expect it to go away.”

“I know that,” I say, feeling defensive. “But what do you want from me? I don’t know the first thing about raising kids. I’d just fuck them up.”

“You can learn how to raise them.” He leans forward, his voice lowering. “And who knows? Maybe it won’t be as bad as you think. You could surprise yourself.”

I shake my head. He just doesn’t get it. “Leah can make her own choice when it comes to these kids, and as long as I provide what the law says I should, I can make mine.”

Owen sighs, running a hand through his hair. “Jack, you can’t just walk away from this. You’re going to regret it for the rest of your life.”

“Just because you would regret it doesn’t mean I will,” I snarl.

Who does he think he is, to tell me what I value and don’t value?

Owen holds up his hands, taking a step back. “Okay, okay. I’m just trying to help, man.”

“I don’t need your help,” I snap. “I need you to respect my decision.”

I close my eyes, angry red lights pulsing behind my eyelids. “I’ve already made up my mind. I can’t let these kids ruin everything I’ve worked for.”

Owen stands up, shaking his head. “Fine, but I hope you know what you’re doing. Because one day, you’re going to wake up and realize that you missed out on something incredible.”

As the door clicks shut behind him, I sink back into the chair, my mind racing. What if he’s right? What if I’m making a mistake?

But no, I can’t let myself think like that. I made my decision, and I’ll stick to it. I’m not cut out for fatherhood, and I refuse to let these kids change my life.

The same when it comes to Leah. Her magnetism is undeniable, and I’d have to be blind to not see what a special woman she is.

But I’ve worked tooth and nail to get where I am today. Letting anyone into my carefully built world would threaten all of that.

Simply put, I have too much to lose. I’ve made my mind up when it comes to Leah and these babies, and nothing will change that.

CHAPTER19

LEAH

FOUR WEEKS LATER

Iscroll through the news on my phone, drinking in everything written today about GourmetGlobal’s new release.

The authors praise Leadsom Inc., going on and on about how innovative the app is.

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