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  “I know.”

  “What?” She asked, the confusion clear on her face.

  “I knew you were pregnant from the beginning.”

  “How…?”

  Kian sighed. She watched as he ran a hand over his face, over his face. Patience had never been one of her stronger virtues, but Melanie was trying not to rush him. What he had to say was obviously important, but it was also freaking her out a bit.

  “Kian.”

  The man looked up at her, the smile gone from his face. His expression was one of a child after they’d been caught doing something they weren’t supposed to be doing.

  “I don’t know how to tell you this,” he mumbled.

  “Just say it. You’re really starting to freak me out. How could you have possibly known? I’ve never told anyone besides my sister, my mother and a few people at work. This doesn’t make any sense.”

  “It makes more than you think.”

  Melanie was beginning to get pissed off. She could feel the heat spreading through her body as she folded her arms over her chest and glared. Her heart was beating quickly, her stomach turning. She didn’t know what he had to say for himself, but she had the distinct feeling that she wasn’t going to like it one bit.

  “Kian, tell me. Now.”

  Kian sighed. “I don’t want you to be angry with me. I really care about you and this whole thing got out of control so quickly…”

  “Just tell me,” she said through grit teeth.

  “I know you’re pregnant, because I’m the father.”

  13

  Kian had let the words rush out of his mouth like a waterfall. He knew if he kept thinking it over, contemplating how best to say it, he would have just shut down much more than he already was. So, he pushed all of the words out, but they still hurt to say.

  The expression on Melanie’s face was even worse. A mixture of anger, frustration and confusion kept coloring her face over and over. Kian wanted to explain more, but his throat was tight. How could he possibly explain any of it in a way that would make any sense to her?

  “What...do you mean?” Melanie seemed to struggle to get the words out. “How could you possibly…?”

  Kian watched her eyes go wide. The look in her eyes was enough to make him feel lower than he’d ever felt before. She shook her head slowly, disbelief written on her face.

  “I’m so sorry,” he said quickly. “I found out that one of my donations had been used and I got the lab to tell me who had used it. I was so freaked out about the idea of having a child running around that I knew nothing about. I never wanted any kids and I donated in college. It was so dumb, but I panicked a couple of months ago. I was going to try to talk to you, get to know you, see if we could come to some kind of agreement-”

  “Agreement?” She cut in, her voice sharp. “What agreement could we have come to? That I would give up my child, say forget it because you made a dumb mistake in college? You have a lot of fucking nerves!”

  “I know!” Kian held up his hands. “I know. Look, I am completely aware that I was wrong. And I was wrong for not telling you. The more I got to know you though, the more I wanted to be a part of your life. I tried to tell you so many times, but I just couldn’t bring myself to say the words. Please, don’t cry.”

  Melanie waved him away as he tried to comfort her. She went to the front door, unlocked it and yanked it open. Wiping her eyes with her sleeve, mascara bleeding into the material, she pointed to the door.

  “Get the hell out.”

  “Please, don’t do this.”

  “Get out! You’re a liar and I don’t want to see you again.”

  Kian could feel his heart breaking. He took a step forward and then stopped. He knew that he should do what she was asking, but he couldn’t give up, not like this.

  “Melanie, please. We both lied to each other-.”

  “That’s hilarious.” She scoffed. “I may have hidden my pregnancy and yeah it was a shitty thing to do, but you broke into my life. You stalked me. You followed me around and told me you cared about me when none of it was true. What did you think? If you got close enough to me I’d just pop over to the clinic and not have my baby?”

  “No!” Kian said louder than he was expecting. “I didn’t want a child out there at first, but now I just want to be a part of your life. A part of the baby’s life. I never expected for any of this to happen and I never thought we’d be so compatible.”

  Melanie laughed dryly. “Get out of my apartment. Now.”

  Kian wanted to stay. Every bone in his body tried to fight and stay put because he didn’t want to lose her. Melanie had been more to him, meant more to him than any woman he’d ever met before. He walked towards the door, but stopped beside her.

  * * *

  “Don’t do this. I know you care about me as much as I care about you. I know that I screwed up. And I know that it’s entirely my fault, but I’m begging you, don’t do this. I will make it up to you.”

  “I don’t want you to make anything up for me. I want you to get out and leave me alone. I can’t even trust you anymore,” her voice cracked as fresh tears began to run down her face. “Please,” she choked on her words, “just go.”

  Kian couldn’t take the sight of her crying. He wanted nothing more than to run his fingers over her face, wipe away that tears that slipped down her ebony skin. He sighed.

  “I’m sorry,” he said once more as he stepped through the door. “I really am.”

  The door slammed after him so hard that it rattled the walls. Kian stared at her door for a long time before he slipped his hands into his pockets and made his way downstairs. The entire way down, he beat himself up.

  If only he hadn’t been so foolish. If only he’d told her the truth from the beginning. The look on her face when she said she couldn’t trust him made his stomach drop all over again. How many times had he wanted to tell Melanie that he loved her? Too many times, but now it was over.

  The realization of that thought hit him like a ton of bricks in the chest. He struggled to breathe as he made his way to his car. Slipping inside, he buried his face against the wheel and for the first time in so long that he couldn’t remember there being a previous time, he cried. The sobs racked his body so badly that he shook and with each intake of breath there was a stutter and pause.

  Kian’s phone began to go off. He reached into his pockets, fumbling with the large cell before he could hold it steady. In his heart, he knew it wasn’t Melanie, but he was praying that it was.

  Jack.

  Kian almost didn’t answer. He wasn’t in the mood to hear Jack’s “I told you so.” However, Jack was his friend and he needed to hear a friendly voice right now. He slid the green button over and took a deep breath before rhe said anything.

  “What?”

  “You told her, didn’t you?” Jack said right away, startling Kian.

  “How did you-.”

  “Every time I’ve tried to call you in the past few months you either don’t pick up the phone or you sound completely ecstatic when you do. Right now, you sound like shit. Need a drink?”

  Kian sighed. “Desperately.”

  “Meet me at DeLuca’s. I’ll keep the alcohol flowing until you feel like yourself again.”

  “Thank you, Jack.”

  “Don’t mention it. Just hurry up and get your ass down here.”

  Kian hung up the phone and threw it on the seat beside him. He glanced up at Melanie’s apartment, wishing he could just catch a glimpse of her. Even more than that, he wished that he could go back and do things all over again.

  Forcing himself to stop thinking about it, he shoved the key into the ignition and started the car. Driving felt like torture at the moment, he just wanted it to be over with. Every red light felt like it was ten years long, every slow car in front of him made him lay on his horn in anger and frustration. The only thing he wanted, no needed, was to get drunk and forget any of this had ever happened.

  14


  It took Melanie an hour to stop crying. Tara was patting her back gently, letting her ruin her top with her mascara as she sobbed. She’d barely gotten everything out, but Tara had understood the gist of it and was shushing her gently.

  “How could I be such a moron? How could i think he actually liked me?”

  Tara sighed. “Can I be truthful?”

  “Duh,” Melanie said.

  “Kian does care about you. By what you said, he proved it. I mean, he made a mistake. A really dumb mistake, but he finally came clean.”

  “How do I know he’s not lying about anything else?”

  “Are you?”

  Melanie poked her sister in the ribs. “Shut up.”

  “Exactly.”

  Tara cradled her sister’s face in her hands. “He cares about you even more than you know. I was going to let him tell you this, but I think you need to hear it…”

  Melanie lifted her brow. “Okay… What?”

  Tara sighed before she pulled out her phone and handed it to Melanie. There was a picture of Kian, but he didn’t look how she was used to him looking. He was wearing a tailored blue suit, a devilish smile on his face as he shook some guy's hand.

  “What’s this?”

  “That’s your boyfriend. Kian Sapir. He’s the third youngest billionaire in the world and head of Lasher Corp.”

  “How?”

  “It’s his father’s company. When his parents divorced, I guess he kept his mother’s last name instead, something about there being tension between him and his father. I found this a few weeks back and Kian begged me not to tell you.”

  “Why would he do that?”

  Tara shrugged. “He said he didn’t want you to see him in any other way than how you saw him now. He cares about you Melanie and you need to fix things with him. Why hold such a grudge against him? Besides, do you think it’s better to raise your baby alone or with it’s real father?”

  Melanie stood up quickly. “I don’t know where he is.”

  “I already texted him on the way over. I’ll drive.”

  Melanie didn’t have time to react to Tara’s words. She wiped her face clean and followed after her sister quickly. What if he didn’t want to see her though? She’d pushed him away pretty hard, even when he tried to apologize for it all.

  “There,” Tara said after a while pointing to a brightly lit bar with a neon sign. “DeLuca’s. I told him to give me some time, hopefully he listened,” Tara mumbled more to herself than to Melanie.

  “Thank you!”

  Melanie hopped out of the car before she made her way inside. There were people everywhere, a tv playing a football game loudly and music in competition pumping through the speakers. Melanie was worried that he would be drunk by the time she reached him or worse yet he’d have already left.

  As she was beginning to lose hope, a hand rested on her shoulder. She turned around quickly. Kian. The expression on his face was a mix of disbelief and embarrassment.

  “Hey,” Melanie said quietly.

  “Hi.”

  Kian slipped her hand inside of his. When she didn’t pull away, he smiled and led her outside. The air was cool, but it felt good in contrast to the room of warm bodies inside.

  “I’m sorry.”

  They both looked at each other in surprise. Kian started to talk again, but Melanie held up her hand.

  “Look, you already apologized enough. I would rather we work through this then lose you.”

  Kian grinned. “I love you.”

  Hearing those words, Melanie beamed. “I love you too.”

  Kian leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. She kissed him back, her arms circling his neck like they always did. Behind them, there was a loud whooping laugh and rapid applause. Melanie pulled back just long enough to shoo her sister away with a laugh.

  “You still owe me,” Melanie said when she turned back to Kian.

  “Oh, yeah? What do I owe you? I’ll give it to you.”

  “If you did it right now, we’d both get arrested.”

  “Oh,” Kian said. “Oh!” He laughed. “I think I that’s a fair punishment.”

  They laughed as he pulled her towards his car and held the door open for her. He knew there would still be things they had to work out, but he couldn’t help but to feel optimistic.

  She didn’t know it yet, but he was about to whisk her away for the most romantic getaway ever at his lake house. All he needed to know at that exact moment was that he loved her. The way Melanie grasped his hand, he knew she felt the same way too.

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