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She stands and runs her hands over her black dress. She rests them on the table with a stern look on her face. “And FYI, if you’re screwing my sister’s friend, be careful. She was arguing with her husband the other day while watching Molly. She cried, and they kissed. If I were you, I’d check on your sidepiece.” She stops to put her finger to the corner of her mouth. “Or are you her sidepiece, given she’s married?”

I fight with myself from throwing whatever I can grab across the room. Too much is being flung at me.

I might have a child.

Sierra was with Devin.

They kissed.

My hands shake as I maintain my composure. “All I’m talking to you about is a paternity test. Otherwise, keep your mouth shut about my life.”

“I’ll figure it out and get back with you.”

I nod.

I’m speechless.

She leaves without another word, and as soon as the door shuts behind her, I snatch a coffee cup on the table and chuck it across the room.

I’m not believing anything until I see results.

But if it comes out positive, that means she’s hidden this part of my life from me for six years.

I calculate the timeline of my relationship with Jessa while cleaning up the glass and then slump down on the couch, staring at the wall.

Jessa has always been a fan of games. We went to high school together, fucked a few times, and then I moved away. We reconnected a few years later and fucked some more. Since I wasn’t living in Blue Beech, I didn’t know she was engaged to Pete.

“Off and on,” is what she said, and I was young and dumb and ran with theoff, thinking with my dick.

We fucked, plain and simple, and I cut her off when she turned crazy.

I rise to my feet, pour myself a drink, and return to the couch. My mind drifts to Sierra and what Jessa said about her being with Devin at Ellie’s. She never mentioned their encounter.

Why would she hide that from me?

I’m being smacked with too many bombshells.

I might be a father.

Jesus fucking Christ.

* * *

Sierra stopsdead in front of me and presses her lips against mine. “Sorry I’m late. Please don’t fire me, boss man.”

Please don’t leave me if Jessa’s telling the truth.

I kiss her again. “Only if you make up for your tardiness later.”

She flips her straight hair over her shoulder. “Duh.”

I grab a towel and smack her ass with it. “Now, get to work.”

She salutes me, bends down, and smacks my ass in return. “I missed you today.”

As much as I don’t want to ruin the mood, the words have been resting on the tip of my tongue since Jessa left. “Jessa said you and Devin had a moment at Ellie’s. You never told me that.”

She freezes in step. “Jessa? What were you doing, talking to Jessa?”

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