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I’m not sure how many minutes pass before someone lands on my lap, wrapping me in a huge hug. “Umph, what the hell?” I open my eyes, not expecting to see Mia Daniels on my lap.
“Mia? What are you doing here? Get off of me; this is not appropriate.”
“Grayson, you're so funny,” she replies, still sitting on me. Giggling. Whatever, I am too drunk for this. Pushing her onto the couch cushion beside me, I attempt to stand. Yep, not happening, way too unsteady.
“Woah there, Gray. You okay? Here, let me help.” Mia grabs my arm, taking some of my weight as we maneuver through the crowded space. She guides me up the stairs to my room for the night.
How did she know this was where I was supposed to be? Pushing the door open, she pulls me inside and slams me back against the now-closed door. I grab her hips to stop myself from falling. She takes that as an invitation to attack me.
Crashing her lips against mine, she rips my belt off, pushes my pants down, and drops to her knees before I can even tell her no or ask what the hell she's doing.
I do not condonemy next actions, and I have felt nothing but guilty since that night. No one is to blame but myself and maybe Mia. Yes, I was drunk, and Anna and I hadn't been together in a few months, but that still doesn't excuse my actions.
Mia and I took things way too far that night and a few times after. I should have stopped it right away, but she was fun, down for anything, and so hot. I was stupid, beyond stupid, especially not using protection with her.
I need Gracie to stay far away from this. To work on getting herself better and not worry about my past indiscretions. If the truth comes out, it won’t just hurt us. Too many players are involved at this point, even if I do know the truth about her ‘accident.’
I have a secret. I know the real truth about that night. Mia called me, sounding hysterical. If she weren't carrying my kid, I would have thought she was on some crazy drugs. I didn't answer.
At that point, I was ignoring her fifty calls a day and non-stop texts. But I did listen to the voicemail she left, the one that's haunted me all this time. I should just tell someone, but then all my secrets will come out too, and I can’t risk that.
I’m excited about being a dad. Not to mention, Gracie would never forgive me. Mia wasn't only her best friend, but she was underage, and with me being a law graduate, you can see how that would have turned out.
“Gray,is she around? We need to talk. Can you meet me at our spot in like an hour?”
“I told you to stop calling me. We can’t do this anymore. Anna and I are working things out, and you’re my sister’s best friend. The suspicion Gracie had in her eyes after last week when she almost caught us... I can’t have her ever knowing. I’m her big brother. I’m the one she’s supposed to depend on.
“We made a mistake. It was only a bit of fun. You knew that. It’s time to move on, Mia. I love my wife, and we’re talking about starting a family now that school’s over. I’m sorry. You're a nice girl, but this is done. Don’t call me again.”
“It’s too late for that, Gray!” she shouts back at me before I can hang up. “I just got off the phone with the doctor. Tests came back positive. You’re going to be a dad. You’re having a baby with me, not your precious Anna. You may not yet, Grayson Michael Rose, but you will love me and only me!”
I go to respond, but she hangs up.
Well FUCK!
Over a year has passedsince that phone call. Anna and I are having a little girl, and I’m looking forward to being a dad, even though the guilt is crushing me. Losing Mia, our unborn child, and almost Gracie, made me reevaluate things. I know I told Mia to get rid of it, and have an abortion, but that was just my panic over the whole situation. If I could change things, I would in a heartbeat, but for now, I need to keep Gracie from the truth.
I’m hoping maybe someday we can have our relationship back. Before that night, we were so close. She was my best friend, even though she’s five years younger than me. Gracie has always had a light about her. Her love for others, her incapability of being cruel to anyone, not to mention her maturity.
She was always way too old for her age. I miss my best friend, but the guilt I feel over what I’ve done has made me take a step back. I hope she doesn't hate me forever after this.
“Please forgive me, Gracie,” I say, leaving the bathroom. I head down to the kitchen. It’s time we all had a long talk about sending Gracie to a clinic to work on her mental health. She’s acting erratic. Having three guys in her bed and her mood has changed. She’s more outspoken and talks back.
She might not have actually tried to commit suicide, but I have done too much to keep this secret for her to ruin my life after all this time. As far as everyone knows, she did try to hurt herself, and hopefully, I can use that to my advantage.
ChapterTwenty-Two
I’m helping King shower and put Ash to bed when Gracie calls me. “I’ll be right back,” I tell King as he’s changing Ash’s bedding. It reeks like body odor and alcohol in here. I step out into the hall.
“Hey, if you’re not busy, do you want to come over?”she asks, and I immediately nod, then feel stupid.
“Yes, want me to bring anything?”
“No, I think I might make some cookies if you want to help?”I laugh, and King pops his head out of Ash’s room. We left Ash sitting in his bathroom. After the shower, he decided he was going to vomit up everything he drank today.
“Cookies sound great. Did you want me to ask King to come? He’s with me now?”
“Um, sure. If he’s not busy,”she mumbles, and something seems off.
