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“She’s already threatened to sue you for lying about it.” I smirk but refuse to acknowledge or deny the allegations because I’ll deal with my birth giver privately.
“That’s nice. Excuse me. I have to be at my office in fifteen minutes. Business calls.” My security team leads us out of the hotel and toward our vehicle while I keep hold of Harley, making sure no one is touching her.
“Mrs. Hunter, do you have any comments?” They try putting the mic in her face, but my new head of security moves the device.
“Nope. Now, if you didn’t hear my husband, we’re already running late after spending all weekend working on our real family.” She gives them a wink and clings to my side even tighter. My detail opens the back door, and we slide onto the backseat bench of my SUV.
“Finally, some peace and quiet,” Harley sighs. She presses her head to my chest and we drive to the office, which mercifully only takes five minutes. We enter the parking garage, and then we’re led to the private elevator to my office.
“Good morning, Mr. Hunter.”
“Good morning, Briggs.”
“Your nine o’clock called and needed to reschedule for this afternoon. Their flight was delayed and they’re just arriving in the city now.”
“That’s fine. We could use the break. Could you bring us some coffee, please?”
“Yes, boss. Mrs. Hunter, how would you like your coffee?”
“Cream and sugar, please.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He leaves us, and I pull my wife in for a kiss before stepping back and taking off my coat.
“Please take off your coat and have a seat, my love.” I take her coat and hang it on the rack with mine. When I look at her outfit, my mouth falls open. She’s wearing a gray pencil skirt with a white dress shirt that only buttons to the top of her cleavage, leaving just enough to entice me. Her long hair lays over her shoulders, framing her chest, and I bite back a growl. How did I miss it this morning? “Wow, are you trying to get bent over my desk today?”
“Maybe. Is there anything I can help you with today, Mr. Hunter?”
The phone on my desk rings, stopping any thoughts of taking her on my desk. “Hold that thought.” I walk over and answer, “Hunter.”
“Hello, son.”
“What the fuck do you want?”
“I want you to fucking fix this mess you made, you little lying sack of shit,” she screeches on the phone.
“I didn’t do shit. Did you call the reporters the second we left the lobby and start this shitstorm?”
“I didn’t do a damn thing, and you know it. Why would I want them on me? I’ve kept this secret for your entire life.”
“Well, your career was in the tank, and you were looking for some spark.”
“I don’t need that kind of publicity.”
“It’s a feminist society. People love a woman willing to give up her child for her career, so suck it up and leave me the fuck alone. You can rot in hell or continue living in the lap of luxury for all I care. I’ve done well without your existence, so don’t contact me again.”
“I won’t be contacting you. My lawyers will be.”
“You can try, but you don’t have any grounds to sue me, but I sure can get you for emotional damage.” I end the call, slamming the receiver down for enjoyment.
Harley walks up to me and says, “She has a lot of nerve.”
“She’s talking out of her ass. There’s nothing she can sue for in the first place, so she can be mad all she likes. It was her big mouth and her lies that started all this.” She presses her hand to my chest, calming my racing heart.
There’s a rapid knock on the door. “Sir, your coffee.”
“Come in.” My assistant enters with a tray and sets it down with our cups.
“Thank you,” Harley says, giving him a smile, and jealousy instantly tears through me. I’m not sure why because there’s no reason for it. She’s been here on and off all last week. Her smile isn’t flirtatious, but I’m suddenly in need of my wife.
