sighed then looked down. “I’m not stopping Mike from being close with his brother. I’m not intervening in any way.”
Scarlet turned to Mike. “Sean apologized and he meant it. Let’s just move on and be a family. Don’t throw away all the good times for the bumpy ones.”
“Bumpy?” Mike asked with a laugh. “You think this is bumpy? No, this is a betrayal. ”
Scarlet gave me a sympathetic look before she turned back to Mike. “Nothing in life is more important than family. You forgave your mom for her beha vior, now forgive Sean.”
“He doesn’t have a fucking tumor in his head,” Mike snapped. He walked to the door then opened it. “Now get the fuck out.”
Scarlet sighed then gave up. “Have a good night.” She took my hand and pulled me out the door. I was numb, dying. “We’ll figure it out, Sean.”
Mike slammed the door as soon as we were on the other side. The sound echoed in my mind. Unable to drive, I handed the keys to Scarlet and let her drive me home.
8
Mike
Sean didn’t come to work the next day. I knew he was hurting, but I was surprised he was upset enough not to show up. Maybe I was overreacting, but I felt entitled to be pissed. He crossed a line he could never uncross. He could do whatever he wanted to me, but to go behind my back and corner my woman like a dog was unacceptable. I could forgive anything and move on, but Cassandra was an exception. My love for her had it’s own category.
When I tried to concentrate on my paperwork, I kept thinking about my brother and the depressed look in his eye. I could tell he really felt like shit for what he did. But I was still pissed about it. Could I just let it go that easily?
I knew my parents would be upset if they knew I kicked Sean out of the wedding. I’m surprised Sean didn’t run to Dad and immediately tattle on me. For once, he was trying to settle things without bringing him in.
I checked on Cassandra every two hours because I was psycho like that. Even though Scarlet was close by, I still liked to check on her. I had a state-of-the-art alarm system installed in our house, but until I had a moot and a cavalry of guards, I would never stop worrying.
She needed a car. I would leave mine there if I could, but I needed to get to work. I’d have to buy her something big and safe. Maybe a hummer? I don’t know. Something she could put our kids in.
I waited for Zander to stop by and confront me again but he never did. But right before I left work, he showed up.
I was about to rip his throat out then toss his body out the window. This fucker was playing games with me and I didn’t see why. Nothing he said or lied about would get me to walk away from my fiancé. She was mine. Mine .
“What?” I barked at him.
“I want the paternity test.”
If we weren’t at work… “She took it and it said I’m the father, not that I felt the concern to check. You can go.”
He didn’t move. “I want proof.”
“Drop the act,” I snapped. “I know you didn’t sleep with her.”
“Maybe that’s what she said to you.”
I took the copy of the test I got from Cassandra and threw it at him. “There. Now go.”
He barely looked at it before anger spread into his face. “She still slept with me when you were apart. And she lied about it.”
“And you’re lying to me,” I said through clenched teeth.
“No.”
I didn’t have time for this. “Get the hell out of my office. ”
“You’re still going to marry her?” he asked incredulously.
“Get out or I’ll throw you out.”
His eyes narrowed in hatred before he tossed the results on the ground. He marched out, his shoulders tense and his arm s swinging. He was an idiot for ever thinking that stupid plan would ever work. Nothing would stop me from marrying the love of my life.
When I got home that night, Cassandra had dinner on the stove. She wore a loose dress that showed her bulging stomach. Her hair was braided and over one shoulder.
It was
Scarlet turned to Mike. “Sean apologized and he meant it. Let’s just move on and be a family. Don’t throw away all the good times for the bumpy ones.”
“Bumpy?” Mike asked with a laugh. “You think this is bumpy? No, this is a betrayal. ”
Scarlet gave me a sympathetic look before she turned back to Mike. “Nothing in life is more important than family. You forgave your mom for her beha vior, now forgive Sean.”
“He doesn’t have a fucking tumor in his head,” Mike snapped. He walked to the door then opened it. “Now get the fuck out.”
Scarlet sighed then gave up. “Have a good night.” She took my hand and pulled me out the door. I was numb, dying. “We’ll figure it out, Sean.”
Mike slammed the door as soon as we were on the other side. The sound echoed in my mind. Unable to drive, I handed the keys to Scarlet and let her drive me home.
8
Mike
Sean didn’t come to work the next day. I knew he was hurting, but I was surprised he was upset enough not to show up. Maybe I was overreacting, but I felt entitled to be pissed. He crossed a line he could never uncross. He could do whatever he wanted to me, but to go behind my back and corner my woman like a dog was unacceptable. I could forgive anything and move on, but Cassandra was an exception. My love for her had it’s own category.
When I tried to concentrate on my paperwork, I kept thinking about my brother and the depressed look in his eye. I could tell he really felt like shit for what he did. But I was still pissed about it. Could I just let it go that easily?
I knew my parents would be upset if they knew I kicked Sean out of the wedding. I’m surprised Sean didn’t run to Dad and immediately tattle on me. For once, he was trying to settle things without bringing him in.
I checked on Cassandra every two hours because I was psycho like that. Even though Scarlet was close by, I still liked to check on her. I had a state-of-the-art alarm system installed in our house, but until I had a moot and a cavalry of guards, I would never stop worrying.
She needed a car. I would leave mine there if I could, but I needed to get to work. I’d have to buy her something big and safe. Maybe a hummer? I don’t know. Something she could put our kids in.
I waited for Zander to stop by and confront me again but he never did. But right before I left work, he showed up.
I was about to rip his throat out then toss his body out the window. This fucker was playing games with me and I didn’t see why. Nothing he said or lied about would get me to walk away from my fiancé. She was mine. Mine .
“What?” I barked at him.
“I want the paternity test.”
If we weren’t at work… “She took it and it said I’m the father, not that I felt the concern to check. You can go.”
He didn’t move. “I want proof.”
“Drop the act,” I snapped. “I know you didn’t sleep with her.”
“Maybe that’s what she said to you.”
I took the copy of the test I got from Cassandra and threw it at him. “There. Now go.”
He barely looked at it before anger spread into his face. “She still slept with me when you were apart. And she lied about it.”
“And you’re lying to me,” I said through clenched teeth.
“No.”
I didn’t have time for this. “Get the hell out of my office. ”
“You’re still going to marry her?” he asked incredulously.
“Get out or I’ll throw you out.”
His eyes narrowed in hatred before he tossed the results on the ground. He marched out, his shoulders tense and his arm s swinging. He was an idiot for ever thinking that stupid plan would ever work. Nothing would stop me from marrying the love of my life.
When I got home that night, Cassandra had dinner on the stove. She wore a loose dress that showed her bulging stomach. Her hair was braided and over one shoulder.
It was
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