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Cat

Ifelt completely crushed under the weight of everything that had happened. Not only had Jordan proven to me that I meant nothing to him this whole time, but now I knew I was going to have his baby.

When I was fifteen, I would have gushed at the thought. Working side by side with Jordan Ashford. Yes, please! Having sex with him? Oh god, yes—please. Having all of his babies? Swoon.

But I wasn’t a little girl anymore. There was too much on the line. My career and my heart.

I always promised that no matter how much I thought I loved a man, I would always love myself more. And in this case, that meant picking myself up and brushing myself off. It wasn’t going to be easy to keep up with my career, while seeing that bastard every day—pretending like everything was fine, all while raising a child. But if anyone could do it, it was me. I didn’t have time to be sitting around feeling sorry for myself.

I peeled myself up from my seat by the window and plotted a course of action. I was going to treat myself. After doing some shopping and spoiling myself a little, I’d have a trip to the spa. I was one of the executive owners of Heartstring now. I still deserved to celebrate that, despite everything.

I put myself together and freshened up before grabbing my bag to head out the door. But when I opened it, I was surprised to see my father standing there again.

“Dad? What are you doing back here? Did you forget something?”

“Apparently,” he grumbled, showing himself in. “It appears I forgot to factor certain possibilities in when we talked earlier.”

“What are you talking about?” I puzzled. “What possibilities?”

“Like the fact that Jordan might actually love you.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I know because I’m your daughter you’re obligated to think every man on earth loves me, but obviously that’s not the case here. He just broke it off with me this morning, remember?”

“I went to go see him, Cat.”

My eyes widened with fear. “Oh no! You didn’t kill him, did you!?”

“I thought about it,” he admitted shamelessly. “But then I shut up long enough to listen to him and hear how he feels.”

“I think he made it pretty clear how he feels when he dumped me.”

My father shot me a scolding look—the kind he used to give me when I was little and got into trouble talking back to him.

“You’re even worse than I am with how stubborn you can be. You know that?”

“I learned from the best,” I chirped, flipping my hair.

“What I’m saying is I shut up long enough to listen to him, and if you were smart you’d do the same for me now.”

I rolled my eyes and plopped down into the closest chair, begrudgingly waiting for him to tell me whatever it was he thought he had to say. But in that moment, I couldn’t imagine anything making me hate Jordan any less. He had his fun, used me up, then tossed me to the side like some toy he had grown bored with. I guess fucking me was only fun for him while we were in hot pursuit of our rights to Heartstring.

“I was worried Jordan was only using you,” he admitted. “But I see now that it was more than that for him. He loves you, Kitty-Cat.”

My heart stopped for a moment. No matter how hard I tried to pretend, those words were something I had been secretly wishing to hear this whole time. Since I was fifteen, actually.

“What makes you so sure?” I asked slowly, still in shock.

“Because he told me so, and because I’m very gifted at knowing when a man is lying to me. You have to be in the business world. I’ve told you that.”

He was right, and in fact—that was what made it so hard to see Jordan pretend like what we had meant nothing more to him than good sex. It never seemed right to me, and I wasn’t convinced. But fighting it would have made me vulnerable. That wasn’t a risk I wanted to take.

“I believe him,” he continued. “Which is why I gave him my blessing.”

“Blessing for what!?” I shrieked.

“My blessing for him to win you back…For you two to be together.”

“And what did he say?”

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