“Then lock it up.You know what to do,” Drew replies, giving me what I came here for.
Except I can’t.I’m not asking a woman to kill our child.And I’m not letting Courtney go if she’s carrying it.
Oh.
I let that sink all the way in.
My future plays out before me like a movie, and I’m not sure if the deep pit in my stomach is full of nerves or excitement.Both.
Holy hell.
Tossing back the whisky, I breathe out loudly.
“You’re right, brother.I do know what to do.”I press the glass into his chest and he takes it, then I grab my helmet and my jacket and walk to the elevator.
“Zander,” Drew calls out.
I turn.
“If you like her, if youarefalling in love with her, don’t do anything stupid.Women will forgive some things, but not everything.”
I snort without humor.
Love.This isn’t love.
But it’s something, and I’m not waiting any longer.I need to know.
“This must stay between us,” I warn.“You know the consequences.”
He nods.“You have my word.You know that.”
I do.
That’s why I’m here.
It could’ve been any of the guys—Sebastian, Colt or Mason.Hell, even Dereck or Damon.I trust them all.But the fewer people who know, the safer it is for me.They’ll understand.I’m not the first lawyer in the United States to sleep with his client and won’t be the last.
That doesn’t mean it was right.
But I’m theshark, and in the public eye regularly.I’m also on track to become the nation’s top attorney.
I need to fix this.
