“I know I was. Things got so messy, Remy. I knew after you left that I loved you. I regret everything.” She crossed her arms over her chest and sighed heavily. “There're things you didn’t know because at the time it didn’t matter. I had a miscarriage a month after you moved and two weeks after he died. I was alone through that.”

“Who was the father?” I asked as she stared at the ceiling with a shrug.

“I was on birth control as you know. I was just under eight weeks along, so it could have been either of you.” She said softly as her eyes closed. “When I lost the baby, I just kept it to myself. There was no one to tell in Seattle and you couldn’t change anything.”

“I still can’t. What do you want me to say, Amy?” I demanded as she looked at me with watering eyes.

“I want to hear that you’re sorry. I didn’t want to lose my baby, Rem. It was the only piece of you I had left.” She dropped to the couch and crossed her toned legs as I looked away.

“If it was mine,” I reminded her as she rested her head in her hands. “I can’t change anything that happened, Amy. It’s over. We need to focus on what we have now in our lives and I don’t know about you, but mine is pretty fucking full right now.”

She jerked back, staring at me with wide eyes. “Remy. Don’t be like this.”

“I don’t want you back,” I told her as she stood to walk towards me. I watched as she unbuttoned her shirt and opened her bra, cupping her breasts once she was bare. “Get the fuck out of here, Amy. I don’t miss anything that we had.”

She smiled as she stroked her hard nipples and I looked down. “I know you remember fucking these.”

“I moved on. Maybe you should do the same.” There was a knock at the door and Amy pulled her shirt closed, rushing into my bathroom as Rick called out my name. “Come in!” I called out as the bathroom door clicked shut.

“Hey. Have you seen Amy? I was going to see if she wanted to grab lunch. I assume that you’re staying in?” He asked as I nodded. “I need some fresh air and one of Tony’s sandwiches. Want something?”

I heard the door open and gestured to the bathroom. “Amy’s in there. We were going over something, but I think she wanted to grab lunch.” Amy walked with her clothes straight and buttoned completely, running a hand through her hair.

“Want to grab a sandwich?” Rick asked her as she forced a smile to her face.

“Sure. Let me grab my purse.” Amy left the office with a hard stare my way and Rick followed her as I let out a long sigh. What the fuck was that? If she wanted to play this that way, she’d be fired and looking for something else. She walked by with Rick a few moments later, talking closely as I watched her work her charm on him. I was an asshole for thinking that this could work. She had an agenda from the beginning.

I ordered some Italian and relaxed for a moment as I waited. I called Celia to hear her voice, and she sounded happy to hear from me. I went to sleep with her in my arms last night after fucking her hard and good. It was her nipples and pussy that I dreamed about no matter the past I had with Amy. We chatted through lunch and I promised her I’d be leaving by five tonight.

I worked and went home and that became my life. Amy still flirted with me when she got me alone and my threats to fire her became more vicious. I knew that she was sleeping with Rick based on the dazed look on his face and the way he looked at her. Stupid move on his part. I assumed that he’d figure out who she really was and end the job himself. I just worked and went home to Celia, turning Amy away when she hit on me.

It wasn’t ideal. I thought that she’d keep it at work or stop once she was with Rick. I knew they did it in his office some days and the office were starting to talk, taking away all attention from myself. She seemed to lose interest in me and I allowed it to happen without repercussions for her former actions.

I was at home one weekend three months after she stripped in my office, sitting on the beach with Celia. We were spending time in the sun and headed in to go to dinner that night, planning to look at houses for sale. I jumped into the shower and rinsed off the sand quickly, so she could take her turn. Celia was submitting something to a client, and she was standing by the bed when I left the shower with a towel wrapped around my waist. I glanced over as she slowly turned with a broken expression on her face. “Rem?” She asked as I noticed she had my phone in her hand.

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