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His eyes meet mine, a hint of coldness held in them. “I’mthe father. I have a right to know.”
I snatch the images from him and grab my purse from the kitchen table, placing them inside. “Like I said, I haven’t decided yet.”
“And I suppose my son’s okay with this?”
I glance up into his eyes, keeping my mouth sealed shut. I doubt Drew’s told him that I know about him not being his biological father. They aren’t exactly on speaking terms. But I still have to fight not to give Henry a piece of my mind about how he treated Drew growing up. How he failed as a father to him.
“I’ll let you know what I decide. Tell me what you needed to talk about. You said it’s important?” I lean back against the counter opposite him.
“It is.” Henry sips his coffee, taking his time to drag things out because he knows the minute he’s said whatever it is he came to that I’ll be asking him to leave.
“Well?” I snap, impatiently.
“There’s that bite.” His eyes glint over the rim of his mug but I keep my expression passive so as not to encourage him.
“Okay,” he concedes, placing his coffee cup down when he realizes I’m not going to play his game.
This time, I can’t school my expression as he drops to one knee on the floor and produces a ring box from his jeans pocket.
“Oh, no, you don’t. Get up!” I hiss.
He ignores me, flipping open the lid to reveal a large ruby ring.
“Soph.”
Shock means I don’t stop him when he takes my left hand and rolls his thumb over the diamond ring Drew gave me.
“Marry me instead. We were always so good together. We can be again.”
He works his thumb and forefinger over my ring and begins to slide it toward my knuckle to take it off.
My eyes widen in horror, and I wrench my hand from his grasp and tuck it behind my body.
“No.”
His brows flatten as a muscle in his jaw ticks.
“You know this makes sense. That’s my baby you’re having.”
“What part of this makes sense? The part where you’re a liar? The part where you’re still married to someone else? The part where I don’t love you?”
He doesn’t even flinch as he rises to his feet, closing the box and stepping closer to me.
“You don’t want to marry my son, Soph. Think about it. He’s reckless, unreliable. You might think he’s a good bet now, but he’ll let you down, trust me.”
His eyes drop down my body, coming back up to my face.
“I can give you more than he can. Remember the way you liked how I—”
“Get. Out.” My voice is low and dangerous. “Now.”
He takes another step closer, leaning down so his breath dusts my ear.
“That’s my baby as well.”
I tense as he flattens his palm over my bump, ice spreading through my veins as his lips graze my skin.
“I can look after you both.” He slides his thumb back and forth over me as I stand, unable to move even though a voice in my head is screaming at me to shove him away.
