He shrugged. “Good.”
I waited for him to elaborate, but he didn’t. He was a moody prick, but he’d never been one to keep his relationship with a woman so close to the vest. That meant he was really into Sid.
“Who the fuck is this?” Liam muttered, staring at the screen of his vibrating cell phone. He slid his thumb across the screen and answered it.
“Yeah,” he said after a few seconds. “I remember you, Riley.”
There was silence as he listened.
“Yeah, I found out a while back that she’s pregnant . . . No, I don’t know who he is.”
I tried to look disinterested, though my heart was pounding hard. What the hell was Riley doing calling Liam? That fucker was old news.
“If you can find out, call me,” Liam said. “I’m dying to get my hands on the guy . . . Yeah, I know you’re a good guy . . . Wait, what? You want me to tell her she should marry you? Do you know my sister? She’s got a mind of her own.”
I clenched my hand into a fist under the table. That bastard. He’d proposed to Charlotte? That pissed me off, not only because he needed to fuck off, but because she hadn’t told me.
Liam rubbed his temple. “Yeah, man, I do appreciate you calling to ask for my blessing. Our dad’s not in the picture. But I only met you the one time, you know?”
There was silence as he listened. “I don’t know if she’s with the guy. She won’t tell me . . . okay, yeah. And you let me know if you find anything out, too.”
He hung up and exhaled deeply.
“What’s up?” I asked, trying to sound casual.
“My sister’s ex wants to marry her and raise her kid as his own.”
My fist was numb. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. “Oh, yeah? What’s she think about that?”
Liam shrugged. “All I care about is finding the asshole who knocked her up and then disappeared.”
“He disappeared?”
“I haven’t met him and neither has our mom. I think she’s ashamed of the guy. He’s gotta be married or something.”
“What a douche,” Killian muttered.
I kept quiet, filling my mouth with beef lo mein to avoid standing up for myself. This wasn’t the time or the place.
I had to get to Charlotte. I wouldn’t confront her at work, but I’d be waiting at her place when she got home later. This fucker Riley would not take what was mine. He didn’t realize he was messing with a guy who was mild-mannered most of the time but lost his shit when the people he loved were involved. I loved my kid and was on my way there with Charlotte, whether I wanted to be or not. I wasn’t about to let some asshole who’d hurt her step in and take her from me.
Charlotte
Big, wet snowflakes filled the air, blocking the view of my apartment from the street. I put my head down and followed the path of the sidewalk to the door, clutching a bag of groceries.
I made it inside and shook the snow from my hair, balancing the sack of food on my hip as I dug through my purse for my apartment key.
“Charlotte.”
Bennett had been sitting on the stairs to the second level of the building, and he was walking toward me now.
“Hey,” I said, smiling. “This is a nice surprise.”
“Did Riley talk to you today?”
I furrowed my brow. “Yeah, why?”
The door to my apartment opened and my mouth fell open in shock when I saw who was on the other side.