Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 104252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
I nod my head. That was one of my questions. I still have a million more.
“You are allowed free rein of my estate. However, if my family comes to visit, I will restrict some areas.”
“I will need to find a doctor.”
“Yes, for the pregnancy. I will help you with that. I have a client who owes me a favor. You will be taken care of.”
“A client? What do you do, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“I’m an assassin for hire, but if you meet my husband, you are not to tell him what I’m up to. As far as he is concerned, I am a principal dancer and an accomplished pianist.”
After those words, I have nothing else to say. I think I’m pretty damn safe with this woman.
CHAPTER 40
Revealing Prenup
Kayleen
Mrs. Jemma has been tearing up my nerves. She insisted I travel to the draft with her ahead of Cam and the others. The tension in the air when Cam and Cal arrived with their daddy and Nicole was suffocating.
Once she saw Nicole’s engagement ring, she started in on me to apply pressure to Cam about proposing to me. I don’t want to do that. I’m still not sure who the father of my child is.
Cam has been putting on a smile for everyone, but I can see he’s not happy. I’ll be honest. I’m not happy either.
I don’t understand what happened between me and JR. If this baby ends up being his, I will have lost the man I fell in love with, and I’ll lose one of my oldest friends. Cam will never forgive me.
I won’t forgive myself if I go through with this and say nothing. Cam should at least know there’s a chance this baby isn’t his. I just need his mama to get off my back.
“Kay,” Cam calls through the villa we’ve been staying in.
Draft night was so exciting. I know nothing about Atlanta, but Cam was drafted pretty high. This baby isn’t going to want for anything. Between Cam’s trust and contract, we’ll be sitting pretty for the rest of our lives.
However, if this baby is a little girl, I’m going to make sure she goes to school and finds her own thing. I’ve depended on a man my entire life. My mama made it seem like it was the only way.
Now, I find myself wishing I did something more with my life. If I had, I wouldn’t be in this situation. I could have taken my time to figure things out and then make my own decisions.
“Kay, did you hear me?” Cam says as he appears in the bedroom we’ve been sharing.
Cam had tried to take one of the empty rooms for himself, but Mrs. Jemma insisted we share a room together. Cam hasn’t had sex with me since we’ve been back together. Not that I haven’t tried.
He’s kind to me and we haven’t been fighting. Not even the tiny squabbles that we’ve been having for forever. If it looks like we’re heading in that direction, Cam concedes or changes the topic.
“I’m sorry. I was in my thoughts. What’s up?”
“Daddy just took Mama back home. I thought we could hang back and figure some things out. I have a few things I want to talk to you about,” he says.
Thank the Lord. I’ll have to give Mr. Perry a big old hug next time I see him. I literally feel the weight being lifted off my shoulders. That woman was going to drive me crazy.
“Oh, okay. What’s up?”
“Come on downstairs. We can talk and you can eat something. How are you feeling?”
“Okay, I guess. I haven’t been having morning sickness or anything like that. I’m just tired here and there.”
“Everyone is different,” he murmurs almost to himself.
I get up from the vanity I’ve been sitting at and follow him out of the room. My mind begins to wander. Maybe now that Mrs. Jemma is gone, I should come clean.
My stomach twists in knots. What if I come clean and he breaks up with me for good? I can’t tell him about the baby without telling him I was cheating.
I can’t do that to my baby. I can’t ruin its future. I bite my lip as we enter the living area. The first thing I notice is the charcuterie board and what looks like sparkling cider.
There are candles lit as well. It looks like a romantic date. I look up at Cam and smile. Guilt laces my belly, and I think I might puke.
“Come on. Sit down,” he says, giving me a smile that doesn’t quite meet his eyes.
“What’s all this about?” I say, trying to sound cheery.
“I thought we could talk about our future. We’re working on things and that means getting engaged will be our next step with the baby coming and all.”
My smile falters. His words leave me feeling like shit. If he only wants to get married for the baby, I need to say something. Cam has always been my friend first. It’s how we always end up making up.