her yesterday in the suite wasn’t enough to dissuade her. She insists we meet tonight at her place. Looks like the peace is over.”
“I take it she’s seen the news?”
“Not sure which outlet she saw. Could have been the fact that Bizzy jumped in Nick’s arms, flashing her ring to the entire world.”
“It’s a hard ring to miss.”
I smirk at the small joke.
“Regardless, we need to get to work. Can you get PR up here by ten? I need them to field and vet the requests and see which ones we’ll work with. Also, I instructed Nick to refer all calls to the office.”
“Consider it done. I’ve also cleared out most of the emails with generic responses. The ones left are your personal messages from clients and vendors.”
“Thanks.”
“Shaw, I didn’t get a chance to tell you yesterday, but I’m very happy for you and Lizbeth. You’re perfect together and you both deserve a lifetime of happiness.”
“That means a lot,” I tell her sincerely.
“Sasha’s going to be upset, but it’s time everyone acts like adults. Don’t let her put a black cloud over your engagement.”
“She’s not. I’ve finally found a balance of my love for Bizzy and my son. Sasha doesn’t factor into that anymore. I caved to her in weakness but never again.”
“Well then, I think I’ve said enough.” She leaves, shutting the door behind her and giving me an approving smile through the glass.
I set up my computer and get to work, completely forgetting about Sasha.
When there’s no answer after the second time I knock, I feel a small sense of relief. Maybe she is stuck at work and didn’t text to let me know just to be a bitch. Either way, I’m glad to be off the hook.
I decide to leave as the door cracks behind me. My heart falls to my feet when my eyes land on her. She’s outdone herself, even more than usual. Her hair and make-up are flawless, and the silk dress she’s wearing screams seduction.
“What’s going on?” Instantly, I’m suspicious.
“Come in.” She steps aside and motions for me to enter.
My suspicions hit red alert levels when I notice a few candles lit around her living room.
“What’s going on?” I repeat, turning to her. Before I can stop her, she grabs my hand and places it on the lower half of her stomach.
My son chooses that second to kick, and I step closer, willing him to do it again. I’m so lost in the moment, I’m caught off-guard when Sasha’s lips land on mine, her free hand fisting in my hair.
My stomach turns as I yank away and hurl back, almost falling over her sofa.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and spit, trying to get the taste of her lip gloss off me.
Rejection washes over her, quickly turning into fury. Her eyes slit as she crosses her arms and glares at me. “Don’t act so disgusted. It’s not like you haven’t kissed me before.”
“What am I doing here, Sasha? Why’d you insist on me coming here? Was it to try and seduce me?”
“Please, don’t fucking flatter yourself. We got lost in the moment.”
“There is no we! I don’t have moments with you.”
“Bullshit! We are having a baby and you chose to defile my reputation. I warned you about this, Ren. I’ve been more than accommodating with your playboy ways and insistence we do this separately, but I draw the damn line with you proposing to another woman while I’m pregnant. Especially Lizbeth Hastings! She’s a bottom-leeching, nobody who has your entire family fooled. Look at her, for God’s sake! Don’t get me started on her public display of affection with your own brother yesterday on national television. It was pathetic. If you won’t wake up and see it, I’ll point it out. She won’t be around my child.”
“You have no say in who I choose to marry, nor do you have a right to judge her and Nick’s relationship. It has nothing to do with you. And don’t ever insult her again. Your nasty jealousy of her has followed her throughout her life. I’m lucky she’s stuck by my side. If this is what was so important you demanded us meet, you’ve wasted your time and proceeded to piss me off royally. This was a mistake, Sasha.”
“Jealous of her? You’re delusional.”
“Then I suggest you find a way to get over your petty grudge against her from high school. We’re adults now, and