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He stared at the twentysomething guy, hating everything about him. “Fuck off,” he barked. “Lisa, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
She tried to pull free of his grip, but he tightened his hold. “You’re pregnant. What do you think you’re doing?”
The douchebag said, “Wait, you’re what?”
“Pregnant, you cocksucker. I doubt you’d want to have anything to do with her. Now, why don’t you take yourself home to Mommy,” he sneered.
He watched the guy turn tail and run, then turned his attention back to Lisa. “I’m waiting.”
“For what?” she retorted, her arms folding over her chest in defiance. “What are you doing here?”
“What am I…?” He was at a loss for words. Looking around at the overflowing drinks, at the blatant use of drugs, he asked, “What amIdoing? What the hell are you doing?”
She huffed. “I came out with some of my girlfriends.”
He narrowed his eyes. “I thought you said you didn’t have any friends, Lisa. You begged me to go to prenatal appointments with you because you claimed there was nobody else who would go with you.”
“I…” Her eyes darted to someone behind him and he glanced over his shoulder to find Vee standing there with Natasha. He knew Vee hadn’t texted him. Had it been Natasha? She mouthed something to him but couldn’t make out what she said.
When he turned back around, Lisa was in tears. Oh, for fuck’s sake. This was the last thing he needed: hysterics.
She clutched at her stomach, tears streaming down her face. “We lost the baby. I’m so sorry.”
He shook his head, unable to believe what he was hearing, what level she was stooping to. Un-fucking-believable.
“I don’t believe you.” His tone was cold and even. “I don’t believe you. Were you even pregnant in the first place?”
The tears stopped flowing, her face smoothing out like she hadn’t even just had an emotional outburst. “You belong with me, Beau.”
He ran his hands through his hair, wondering if this was actually happening. Was it actually happening? “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
She straightened her spine. “We belong together.”
“Your five minutes are up, buddy,” a man said, and Beau turned at the sound of his voice. The bouncer. Of course.
“Hey, man. Thanks.” He pointed at Lisa. “I found her. Thanks for letting me in.” Taking Lisa by the wrist, he pulled her outside with him despite her protests.
“Let me go, Beau!” she screeched, yanking her arm away. She glared at him, her expression like thunder. “You had no right to do that!”
“I had no right to come and collect the woman who was supposed to be pregnant with my child because she was fall-down drunk at a club?”
“Well, now you know I’m not pregnant.” She threw the words at him. “Are you happy now?”
“Happy? Am Ihappy?You single-handedly ruined my entire life!”
She stepped into him, putting them toe-to-toe. “Well, you ruined mine first.”
“Webroke up, Lisa. It’s over. Why the fuck did you think a fake pregnancy would be the answer? How in the hell did you get that positive pregnancy test when I was sitting outside the goddamn bathroom? And what about the positive blood test?”
“I had a sample of my pregnant friend’s pee stashed in my bag, okay?” she admitted with a shrug. She wasn’t even sorry. She wasn’t even remorseful for what she’d done, for the pain she’d caused. “And I never got a blood test.”
“How did you see this playing out, huh? In a couple of months, it would’ve become clear you weren’t pregnant, so what were you going to do then?”
Crossing her arms, she just stared at him. It was almost as if she were sayingyou figure it out.
“You were going togetpregnant to cover up the lie?” he hissed, his hands making another trip through his hair. “Why would you think I’d touch you again?”
Shrugging, she said, “That’s the beauty of alcohol.”
