"I told you that the baby is yours,” she seethed.

"After what happened downstairs, how can I know that for sure?"

"For God sakes Bran." She turned away, going toward her balcony, and opening the doors. "You should be thanking me right now."

"Thanking you? For Fucking another man while my child is growing inside you? You think I'm okay with another man's dick being inside you near my child?"

She whirled around at me with an exasperated expression.

"I wasn't surprised to learn that someone was following me, but I hadn't noticed it. Harper, on the other hand, is hypersensitive to the fact that you always have somebody trailing her. She noticed Dax lurking about. She ran out of the restaurant and accosted him because she was so sure you sent him. You should've seen her, Bran, when she started after him. I'm pretty sure in his eyes, she saw you and she was ready to kill you."

That stopped me short. But it didn't completely diminish the anger. "That doesn't explain why you're getting handy with Dax in the foyer."

She rolled her eyes in the way that I hated because with that gesture she was saying I was an idiot.

"I covered your ass and made sure she didn’t know about this silly little arrangement we have —"

I pointed a finger at her. "Don't you ever call my child a silly arrangement."

She flinched and blinked.

After a moment, she held her hands up in surrender. "You're right. The baby is innocent in all this. The point is that I was trying to save you by letting her know Dax wasn't following you, but I couldn't let her know that he was following me, so I told her we were dating."

"What?" Did she hear what was coming out of her mouth?

She blew out a breath. "I told her that Dax and I were dating. That gave him a reason to be there without it being that you sent him to follow her or me. Lucky for the both of us, he played along—”

“Looks like you planned to continue playing.”

“Ugh, you big doofus. He followed me home and he walked me in the door saying that the dating idea was a good cover because you were paying him to follow me around. What you saw in the foyer was me joking with him. But again, I didn't sign anything that said, I couldn't date. So if I did want to date him, I could."

She turned around and headed out to the balcony.

"The hell you will." I strode out onto the balcony standing next to her gripping the rail as if it was the only thing keeping me from flying off into oblivion. "There's no way I'm going to let you date and fuck another man with my child inside you."

She turned her face up to me, her eyes defiant. "Sometimes…no, let me restate that, most of the time, Bran, you're an asshole."

I glared at her, wishing I could grab and shake sense into her. "I'm an asshole for not wanting some man's dick inside you? Next to where my child is growing? Really? It's too much to ask that you abstain from fucking other men?"

She just looked at me with her usual stink eye.

"You know I could fire Dax and the rest of the security team. There are female bodyguards out there. And if you feel like you need a dick, sweetheart, there's one right here." I motioned down towards my dick. Even as I said it, I knew it was vulgar and probably rose to the level of sexual harassment.

This woman brought out the worst in me.

"There you go, proving me right again. You're being an asshole." She glanced down at my dick and then looked up at me with fire in her eyes. "I’ve had your dick twice now and that's quite enough for me."

I liked to think that I had a healthy sense of myself. That having my manhood insulted was something that I could let go. But her words were like a verbal castration.

I wanted to tell her that from now until the baby was born, she wouldn’t be allowed to leave the house. I wanted to get to her as much as she had just gutted me. But, apparently I did have some self-control. So instead, I turned and headed toward her bedroom door.

I exited her room making a beeline to my bedroom. What I really wanted was to go downstairs and get a drink, but I was so angry, and I didn't need my staff seeing me like this. I went to my room, scanning it, looking for something I could throw to shatter against the wall.

"Bran?"

I whirled around to see Anne standing in the doorway of my bedroom.

"You’ve said quite enough in. Just leave me alone."

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