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"When, now? Amara's still sleeping." My chest felt heavy as I eyed the hallway.
"Now. Want me to pick you up a coffee on my way?"
"No, and you better drink yours before you show up here. Don't bring that shit in my house," I warned.
"Fine, see you in twenty." He hung up, and I leaned heavily against the counter, looking at my phone as if it were a bomb about to go off. I could just click into the article and see what she said for myself, but if Harrison was dragging himself over here at this hour, I knew I wouldn't like what I was going to see. I'd just wait for him to get here because I knew he'd have a plan of attack.
My phone vibrated with a text announcing Harrison was outside my door. I must have gotten lost in my thoughts because it felt like the blink of an eye between when I'd hung up our call and now. Straightening my back, I shuffled across the room and flicked the lock on the door, pulling it open and letting Harrison pass by me as I shut the door behind him.
He wore a guilty expression I'd never seen on him before. "I'm sorry."
"Please stop apologizing. I know you feel bad, but I'm tired of being angry at you. Can we just figure out how to fix it?"
He tugged at his hoodie and cleared his throat. I'd never seen him look so casual before, and it was throwing me for a little bit of a loop. "Right, let's. Can we sit?" He nodded once toward the living room.
"Yeah, did you eat breakfast?" We crossed the room, and he lowered himself onto the couch while I took the chair across from him.
He shook his head. "No, I wanted to talk to you first."
"I've gotta make Amara breakfast when we're done, and I'd love it if you stayed and ate with us."
He looked shocked, and I felt guilty over the shitty friend I'd been to him for weeks now. That stopped now. "Yeah, I'd like that."
I leaned back and crossed my feet at my ankles, relieved that I was putting my anger at Harrison behind me. "So what's in the article? I didn't want to read it. I thought a summary from you would be enough."
He eyed me warily. "I'm glad you're sitting down."
My lip quirked up on one side. "That bad, huh?"
"I don't know, how bad do you think it is that she's claiming to be pregnant with your child?"
I inhaled sharply. "What? Why the fuck would she say that? In what world would that get me to want to have anything to do with her? We all know there's no way that could possibly be true. I barely even touched her, and we kissed once only because she jumped me."
He shook his head sadly. "I know. It gets worse."
I scoffed. "How could it get worse?"
"She's got pictures of you leaving the doctor's with Amara except she doesn't show Amara so small victories, I suppose."
I scrubbed my hand over my face. "Christ. And how the fuck did she get those?"
"In the past, she's hired a PI to do scouting for her when she's needed info on the competition for roles. I'd imagine she did that here."
Well, that explained how she knew who Amara was. Somehow I didn't feel better with the knowledge. "And she gave the pictures to the media?"
Harrison nodded. "Yeah, she certainly painted a vivid picture." He turned over his phone as it lit up over and over. "So far, the congratulations are rolling in, by the way." He smiled wryly.
My jaw tightened. "What do we do about Lexi? She isn't going away like I thought she would."
Harrison sighed. "I know. I thought she would, too. The way I see it, you have two options. You can either ignore her this time and hope that this was her big move, and she doesn't have anything else up her sleeve."
My stomach rolled at the thought that this could be just the beginning. "Or?"
"Or you can try to confront her about it, maybe threaten to come after her legally for slander because obviously what she's saying isn't true."
I appreciated that he didn't even consider what she was saying had any truth to it.
Leaning forward, I rested my forearms on my thighs and clasped my hands together. "There might be a third option."
