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Whether it was denial or instinct, Jack just didn’t believe the child was his. Why had it taken her so long to say something?
After a few Macallan’s, he’d rung his lawyer and updated him.
“So youdidfuck her?” Darren asked.
“Unfortunately,” Jack replied, rubbing his face. “I don’t believe her. I see her every day. There’s been no sign of morning sickness, no bump, nothing.”
Darren had gone silent.
“She finished up for Christmas without a word, then messages me a day later. Why not talk to me last week?”
“Maybe she wanted to wait,” Darren offered. “To deal with it outside the office.”
Jack shook his head even though the man couldn’t see him and tossed back the last of his whisky. “Something just feels off.”
“Yeah, you knocked-up your secretary,” Darren said. “Sorry, man, but this doesn’t look good. What did she ask for?”
Jack let out a long, loud breath. “Just for me to acknowledge it.”
“Is she in love with you?”
Fuck, was she?
The lust that had been there literally vanished overnight after they’d fucked. Cindy had continued to work hard, but their relationship had been nothing but professional.
“No. It was a one-time thing. I’ve never sensed anything from her.”
“That’s good,” Darren replied.
No, it fucking isn’t.
“How is this good?” Jack rubbed his forehead with his thumb and forefinger, feeling a headache coming on.
“Fine, it’s not good, but it means she’s less likely to be a psychopath who dreams of marrying a senator.”
Jesus.
“But in my experience, she’ll want something. Money. Security. Your surname for the kid,” Darren added.
Jack felt ill.
His mother was going to be so disappointed in him. He knew she was dying for him to get married and produce his own little satanic rugrats, but this wasn’t the way she would have envisaged it happening.
Neither had he.
Until he had proof, Jack refused to believe this pregnancy was real. Or his.
“First, we need to find out if what she is saying is true. Get confirmation from her physician. Then we can ask for an in-vitro paternity test to determine if you are the father.”
“When?” Jack asked.
“As early as twelve weeks.”
He did a quick calculation. They’d fucked in the middle of October. Therefore, the earliest the test could be done was early January.
It wasn’t fast enough, but the more Darren talked, the more Jack was starting to breathe easier. There were things they could do. If Cindy thought he would roll over and take her word for it, she was wrong.
If the baby were his, then he’d...do something. He’d accept responsibility for his actions as a minimum. But he wasn’t marrying her.
