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“Anyone else?” I snapped. “I appreciate your business, gentlemen, but you know I don’t need you. I have enough going on right now; I don’t need to add any of this stress to the mix.”

“I’m going to take some time to think about it,” Mr. Chipper said, and the other two agreed with him. I wanted to push them to either commit or leave but now wasn’t the time. I could get other investors, and it didn’t ultimately matter to me whether that was now or later.

“Fine,” I said. “Take your time, or don’t, but bear in mind I’m running a business, and I don’t have interest in working for men who don’t know what they want.”

With that, I strode away from the group. I felt I had made my point, and I hoped by letting them know I was still the boss, I would silence any more of their petty drama. God knew I had enough to deal with in my personal life, and I didn’t want to add their alleged fears to the mix.

I was glad I had chosen another hotel to book as the plane landed.

All I wanted was to get to the room and clear my mind. I wanted to talk to Cassie, though I felt she was likely still pissed off at me. Not to mention, it was pushing midnight here. That made it two in the morning back home. She would still be in bed.

My bed.

No,ourbed.

God, I just wanted to get back home.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Cassie

Iwoke up early the next morning with a knot in my stomach. My mind immediately went back to the night before, and I sighed. I wore one of Alex’s T-shirts and a pair of his basketball shorts. They were both too big on me, but they got the job done.

My own clothes lay in a heap on the floor, and I hated that I hadn’t gone for the comfiest option possible for dinner the night before.

I didn’t much feel like getting up and making pancakes, but I knew that’s what Lucy would be asking for when she woke. I was still angry with Alex, but more than that, I was upset with myself for how I’d behaved. There really was no reason for me to act the way I did when he had asked me to watch Lucy.

Of course, I wanted to do it, but if it was a problem, I easily could have told him so. He did give me that option.

I knew early pregnancy brought a lot of hormones with it, but that wasn’t any excuse for what I had done. I could still control my actions. I wasn’t a monster or a robot. And I had chosen not to do it.

“Cassie?” a small voice from the doorway called out. “Are you going to make pancakes?”

“Yeah,” I said, forcing myself to smile. “Give me a second, okay, sweetie?”

“Can I go downstairs?” she asked.

“Why don’t you go pick out what you want to wear today?” I asked.

“Okay,” she said as she headed back to the bedroom. I pulled myself out of bed. I only wanted to lie around and feel sorry for myself, but I had agreed to watch Lucy, which would likely be the best option for me. The last thing I wanted was to slip into a depression at home alone.

I ignored the messages on my phone from both my sisters. They were asking about how the talk had gone with Alex, and I didn’t want to hear their response when I told them I had gotten into a fight with him rather than telling him I was pregnant.

I could only imagine what Angela would have to say about that. She had been the pushiest of everyone when I said I was going to talk to him last night; I could only imagine what she’d say if she heard that it hadn’t happened.

Even if I had a good enough reason in my own mind, I doubted she would see things that way.

After using the bathroom, I headed into the hall. I poked my head into Lucy’s room to check on how she was doing, then invited her to join me downstairs.

“Do you want to watch your cartoons?” I asked. “I’m going to mix up the pancakes.”

“Can I help?” she asked.

“Not today,” I said. “I’m going to do it fast so we can go run an errand.”

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“To my house,” I said.

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