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“Get off me,” Mabel said, trying to wriggle free of Fabian’s grip.
“No chance,” said Fabian. “We got a hospital appointment to get to.”
“I’m not having any more babies,” said Mabel. “Rochelle won’t even let me see the baby I carried last time. My niece. This is madness, Fabian!”
Fabian blinked at her, swaying slightly. “Rochelle’s worried that I’m in love with you. But I’m not. Not at all. I just want more children. I want hundreds of children.”
Mabel said, softening slightly. “Fabian, are you drinking again?”
Fabian scowled.
“Fabian, we need to get you help. Why don’t you come over to my shack? I’ll make you a cup of coffee, and I’ll call Rochelle. We can get you sorted—”
“Rochelle kicked me out,” Fabian said, sniffing.
“Then how are planning on making another baby? You need Rochelle’s eggs.”
“I don’t need her!” He snapped, with an anger that terrified Mabel. “Her eggs are at the hospital.”
“You need her to sign a consent form. And you needmeto sign a consent form too. And there’s no way that’s happening. Fabian, you’re not thinking straight.”
Fabian stopped pulling Mabel along and laughed. “You think you know everything? Just because you squeezed a baby out of your body? You know nothing, Mabel. Nothing at all about being a parent or how hard it is.”
Mabel took a deep breath. “Then why do you want more kids, Fabian? Come on. What’s going on here?”
Fabian was about to reply, but they were interrupted by a deep voice.
“What’s going on, Mabel?” asked Rip. “You have a child with this man?”
“No,” Mabel said, looking at Fabian then back at Rip. “It’s not like that.”
His eyes narrowed and, for the first time she could remember, Rip looked vulnerable. “You slept with him?”
“No,” Mabel said insistently. “Absolutely not.”
“She carried my child,” said Fabian. “And she agreed to carry more.”
“No I didn’t,” Mabel said, screwing up her eyes, wishing she could just block all of this out.Thiswas the reason she usually chose to be a lone wolf. Surviving on her own. People were too complicated. People got you in messes like this.
“Is it true what Gloria just told me?” called out a new voice. Mabel looked over Rip’s shoulder and saw the stylish blond hair and dazzling white teeth of Brandon Marshall. And he looked livid. “Did she just catch you two fucking on my movie set?”
“Wait, is that what was going on?” asked Fabian. “You’re screwing that guy?”
“What difference does it make to you?” Mabel said moodily. “You’re not the boss of me.” She paused. “How did you find me here, anyway?”
“Those three words you gave to your sister. I found them.”
Oh, man. Mabelhadgiven those three words to her sister. You could type the three words into an app and they gave you an exact location. Mabel had given them to Rochelle in case she or Ada ever needed to find her. But her sister had promised to never use the words unless there was an emergency. She had never imagined that Fabian would have gotten hold of them.
Rip stepped forward. “It’s true, sir,” he said to Brandon. “I made love to this woman on your movie set. And I’m very sorry for it. It was my idea, and I should have controlled myself better.”
Fabian scoffed. “Damn right you should’ve. That woman’s uterus belongs tome.”
Mabel watched Rip’s expression contort into one of ferocious anger. He drew back his fist, and before Mabel could try and stop him, he punched Fabian clean on the jaw.
“That’s it!” yelled Brandon. “Fighting and fucking on my set! You’re fired, Rip Steele. And you’re fired too Mabel. And whoever the hell you are…” He pointed at Fabian. “Go clean yourself up. And then get off my fucking set. The lot of you.”
Brandon Marshall turned around and walked in the opposite direction. Gloria cast a disappointed look at hem all, then followed him.
