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Okay, slow down, hormones, we’re veering off the track.
He laughs, and it echoes in the mostly empty parking lot. “Damn, I might have to spy on you now to make sure.” I roll my eyes, and his laugh sobers. “I just meant you’re different, and I knew it when we met. You weren’t hooking up with me because of who I was.”
I put a hand on my hip. “Then why did I hook up with you?”
He bites his bottom lip, and electricity shoots between my legs, leaving an enjoyable buzzing sensation behind. Yeah, he was good at that too. Bastard.
“My charm won you over.”
I hate that he’s right. The full sleeve of tattoos on both arms that were on display that day didn’t hurt either. The fact that he was Damon Siska, professional football player, was actually a turn-off, but it was clear how he’d charmed his way into a long line of panties.
“I’m right, aren’t I?” he asks when I don’t say anything.
“I don’t think that ego of yours needs any more petting.”
He covers his heart with his hand as if I’ve shot an arrow at him. “I’m the father of your baby. How can you say such hurtful things?”
“Oh please, you’re going to use that after officially knowing for what? Twenty minutes?”
He stuffs his hands into his coat pockets. I’m also growing colder the longer we stand out here.
“Do you need anything?” he asks, and I shake my head. “Money? I want to pay the doctor’s bills.”
“Nope. I have insurance.”
“The baby can go on my insurance after they’re born.”
“We should probably set a time to talk this stuff over.” I don’t want to do it now. I need to find my own lawyer.
“Definitely. Um… I haven’t told my family yet. I wanted to wait for the test result on the off chance I was wrong about you. My dad… I’m not sure how much you know about me, but my dad will want to get lawyers involved, papers drawn up.” He stares at the ground and rocks back on his feet.
“Of course,” I say, fear-stricken.
He lifts his gaze, and there’s something there I can’t read, but he takes my hands. “Oh, you’re cold. You need to get in the car.”
“I’m fine.” Except for the fact I want to get in my car and drive far, far away from here before he can try to take my baby.
“I will protect you and the baby. I won’t let him bulldoze you into signing anything you don’t want.”
Naively, maybe, I trust his words and smile at him. “Okay,” I say, hoping like hell my trust isn’t thrown back in my face.
“Now, go get in your car. I’ll be in touch. If you need anything before then, let me know.” He opens my car door, and once I’m in, he eyes the seat belt. “Buckle up.”
I nod.
“Good night, Damon.”
“Good night, Adeline.”
He shuts my door and climbs into his fancy G-Wagen.
Could I have been wrong about him? Is Damon Siska really a good guy under the macho playboy act?
Chapter7
Damon
I’m going to be a dad.
