Blackmailed by Her Bully

Their past had just been flung wide open, and now, she didn’t have a clue what to do. There was so much uncertainty waiting for her that it scared her.

Running fingers through her hair, she finished her pancakes and blew out a breath. She didn’t have to start making plans right away. She would take it in steps.

The first being, getting the confirmation of her pregnancy. The second … she didn’t know what to do about the second.

Tests could lie.

She didn’t feel sick, and women were supposed to.

“Oh, Mom, I wish you were alive today to help me out with all this. I don’t think I’m ready to be a mother.”

How could she take care of another human being when her own life was so messed up already?

She got to her feet as she heard the door open. Hunter hadn’t stayed with her this morning, and as she walked toward the corridor, she saw Logan and Hunter heading her way.

“We’ve got an appointment within the hour,” Logan said.

“For what?”

“At the doctor.”

“We didn’t even say who we were going to see,” she said.

“I’ve got someone I trust, and they’re already scheduled to see you.” Logan cupped her cheeks, tilting her head back and kissing her deeply.

She closed her eyes, aware of Hunter in the background, watching them.

“What’s going on?” she asked, opening her eyes when he pulled away.

“Nothing.”

“I don’t know. That kiss wasn’t nothing, it was something.”

Hunter chuckled.

“Come on, we’ll head on over now. They may see us sooner.”

She stared into his eyes, wondering what was going on. Something wasn’t right, but she didn’t know what it was. Instead of asking him, she grabbed her coat, which he’d bought her several days ago.

Hunter took the lead, walking out of the penthouse as Logan locked it behind her.

Thrusting her hands in her pockets, she moved between the men, waiting for either of them to speak, but no words were passed between them.

She counted the floors as they headed down, waiting for something more, but still getting nothing.

The doors opened up into the underground parking, and Logan took her arm, leading her toward the car. He held the door open, and she slid inside, moving across the seat to give him room as well.

Tucking hair behind her ear, she waited. They were once again on the road.

“The city’s always so busy,” she said. “No matter the day or night.”

“It’s easy for people to get lost in it. To lose all sense of time and space,” Logan said.

Awkward conversation.

She pressed her lips together, waiting for the time to pass, but it didn’t, not really.

Staring out of the window she tried not to think what was going on. Touching her lips, the kiss he’d given her, it meant something, but again, she wasn’t entire sure what was going on. Hunter wasn’t giving away any secrets either. He seemed to be content to look outside the window.

Within thirty minutes they arrived at the doctor’s office. There weren’t many clients, and Logan whispered to her it was a private clinic. Hunter checked them in, and they each took a seat. There was another couple sitting opposite them. Her stomach was swollen, and the man beside her was whispering words in her ear while rubbing her belly.

They looked so happy together.

Ava wondered what it would be like to experience something like that. The love between the couple.

She and Logan, there was history, chemistry but never love. She didn’t even know if he was capable of such an emotion.

They didn’t have to wait long before they were seen by the doctor. Before he prescribed her anything, he took some blood to confirm the pregnancy, and also checked her blood pressure, weight, and height. He did an overall check while they waited for the blood work to return.

It would seem Logan’s sway with people extended to everything. There was nothing he couldn’t have. Whatever he wanted, people jumped to go and get.

They were shown to a waiting room. She was offered a green tea while Logan took coffee. She stared down into her cup. Hunter had been present with them every step of the way so far. It was odd, but having him around provided her a great deal of comfort.

“How are you feeling?” Logan asked.

“Nervous.”

“Do you want the test to deny the one we took?”

“No. I don’t know. Do you?”

“I’m happy you’re pregnant.”

“Oh, that’s okay then.” She rubbed at her temple, feeling the beginning of a headache. “Logan, why do I feel something’s going on that you’re not telling me about?”

He smiled and looked down at her lap, his hand going to her knee. “It’s nothing for you to worry about.”

“But there is something for me to worry about?”

“No.”

They were called again before she even got a chance to question him further. He was confusing her.

When they entered the doctor’s office, he confirmed she was indeed pregnant. She was prescribed some folic acid, advised to take it easy, and to also forgo cheese and nuts. He gave her a couple of pamphlets for her to read, and sent them on their way with an appointment in a month.