31. CHAPTER 31
CHAPTER 31
KASON
I storm back into my house, prepared to throw Meegan out on her ass. She's waiting in my living room where I left her. She grins at me when I enter with no care of the chaos she just caused.
“Out. Get the hell out of my house now!” I sneer, pointing to the door.
The Cheshire cat smile Meegan had been wearing falls. “Where are your son and I supposed to go? We have nothing.”
My eyes peer at the sleeping baby. “You and I both know that baby isn’t mine.”
“Alex had a DNA test done, and our son is not his. That leaves you alone.”
I start pacing the room then grab at my hair. I’m supposed to be having a baby with Sierra, not Meegan. This can’t be happening. “FUCK!”
The baby starts to wail, and Meegan unlatches him from his seat before picking him up and sitting her ass on my sofa. Then she lifts her shirt and reveals her tit.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I ask in outrage .
“Jason needs to eat,” she explains, rolling her eyes. I know this is natural, but there’s no way I’m staying here with her breast out.
“Feed him, then you’re out.” I turn and take the stairs three at a time up to my room in a hurry to get the hell away from her.
Once in my room, I begin pacing again. My Sierra is out there believing I fathered a kid with a woman who is the bane of my existence when she is still broken from the trauma of miscarrying ours. A baby she wanted so badly.
What must she be thinking right now?
I need to speak with her. I reach into my pocket to grab my cell and feel nothing. It’s then I remember it’s in pieces at Sierra’s. Probably for the best since she asked for time and space. I allowed her to go, knowing she deserved at least that.
This is bad. Really bad.
I don’t know how long I walk circles in my room, but I hope it was long enough for Meegan to finish feeding Jason.
Jason. She gave him a name similar to mine. That thought alone is a mind fuck. I need to get her out of house and life for good, so I leave my room to do just that.
When I get to the first floor, I hear Leo’s voice. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“Jason and I came home to his father.”
I step into the room, and they both turn to me. Meegan with her proud as a peacock smile, and Leo with startled eyes and his jaw hanging open.
“It’s not my baby, and I want you out!” I announce for what feels like the hundredth time in an hour.
Meegan pops her nipple out of Jason’s mouth and puts the now sleeping baby back in his seat before standing with her breast still on show. I see Leo put his phone to his ear out of my periphery before walking out of the room.
“Put your tit away,” I order .
She has the nerve to wink before covering herself. “Kason. You have to let us stay. You wouldn’t put your child out in the cold at night.” She steps up to me and places her hand on my chest while I look down at it in disgust. “We need you. We can now be a family. It’s what we’ve always wanted.”
I never wanted that. I’ve only ever wanted a family with one woman, and Meegan is not Sierra. I yank her hand away from my chest in disgust. “Don’t fucking touch me.”
“Come on. Don’t be like this.”
“I don’t know what planet you live on, but you're delusional if you think I want this or have ever wanted this with you.”
She has the nerve to pout as if I’ve hurt her as Leo walks back into the room. “An Uber is on the way now. The driver will take you to Knight’s Hotel where you will be able to stay for a month until this is figured out.”
Thank God someone is thinking straight right now, ‘cause I’m certainly not.
“I want a DNA test done.” My throat feels thick while I ask this because I have to admit there’s a chance, slight at best, that this baby could be mine.
“Why would you need that? I’m telling you the truth. I wouldn’t lie about something this important.”
I chuckle humorously. “Wouldn’t you? Says the woman who was screwing my agent behind my back in my own fucking bed.”
Meegan frowns. “I did it for you. I told you that. How can you still hold it against me? I never meant to hurt you.”
“Hurt? I’m not hurt. Hell, I’m fucking thankful. Who knows how much longer I would have let you manipulate me if you hadn’t been sleeping around behind my back.”
Meegan reaches out to me again, but I step back. “You don’t mean that.”
“The hell I don’t. I want you out of my house the second the car pulls up or I’ll call the cops and have them escort you out. ”
I peek down at the baby. I don’t feel anything for him. I know he’s not mine. Turning on my heel, I leave the room hearing the crackle of Sierra’s broken wine glass beneath my boots as I grab a beer from the fridge. I chug it down, then grab another before sitting on a stool at the counter with my head in my hands.
In a matter of weeks, my world has been turned upside down.
First, my team lost a chance at a championship game.
My greedy father is threatening to blackmail me.
Meegan is claiming I fathered her child.
And worst of all. Sierra and I suffered a horrific loss, and now she’s faced with my ex who storms back into my life with her allegations that her baby is mine.
My fists tighten in my hair. I don’t know how to fix this. If, and it’s a big if, this child is mine, I don’t know how Sierra could deal with this so soon after her miscarriage. The if is what scares me, but I need her to love me enough to try.
Leo comes in some time later, grabs a beer for himself, and sits across from me. “The she-witch is gone.”
“Thanks for the help. God knows I had no idea how to handle it.”
“Now I know why Sierra showed up at my place crying.” This has my head snapping up to him.
“She’s at your place?” I’m thankful she didn’t go home to an empty apartment and has someone there for her.
“Yeah, and Kylie texted me she’ll be staying with us until we leave for the wedding.”
She’s pulling away. I can feel it. She’s already made plans to stay away.
“I remember that you slept with Meegan. You know, there’s a chance he could be yours.”
I rub my hands down my face before taking another gulp of my beer. “I wore a condom. I don’t know how I know, but he isn’t mine. Didn’t you feel it when you saw Riley that first time? You knew she was yours. I didn’t feel anything.”
“Yes, I felt it, but you can’t go on that alone. Chances are slim, but there’s still a chance.”
I hate that he’s right, and if that boy is mine, I may have lost Sierra in the process. One stupid choice to get back at Meegan and Alex has my whole world crumbling. If I could go back to the past and change it, I would in a heartbeat. Now I’m the one who may lose everything over payback. Fuck my life!
“I need to get a DNA test done. I have the feeling Meegan will fight me on it though.”
He whistles. “Yeah, that shit would be typical of her.”
Leo spends the next hours with me and I fill him in on everything that happened tonight. The words said in hurt to Sierra that I wish I could take back. To my dad’s phone call, to which Leo responded that it looks like we will need two plans. One to get Meegan out of my life and one to get Simon out of my life once and for all.
Then I need to make things right with Sierra because Lord knows, now that I’ve tasted heaven there’s no way I’m letting it go.
With my new phone, I’ve planned to meet with Meegan at the hotel this morning. I’ll be boarding the Knight’s jet to head down to the Bahamas tomorrow for Leo and Kylie’s wedding. Everyone else left today, but I stayed behind because I needed to set my plan into motion. I’ve not heard a word from Sierra. She asked for time and space, and as hard as it is to give it to her right now, I'm giving it to her. I hoped she might reach out, but I didn’t expect it.
I can’t stop wondering how she can just walk away as if we meant nothing. I want to be there while she’s in pain and she has just ghosted me.
After Meegan left, I spent the next two days drunk until my mom came over. She, like Leo, said we need to get the DNA test and encouraged me to stop wallowing and get my ass in gear.
I’m here now, doing just that.
I knock on the door and Meegan answers with a hopeful smile on her face. Leo set her up in what looks more like an apartment than a hotel room. At least the baby should be comfortable here. There is a portable crib in the living area with Jason sleeping soundly in it.
I walk over and look down at him with my hands in my jean’s pockets. If this is my son, shouldn’t I feel something for him? If anything, I feel sorry that he has a manipulative witch as a mother.
“He’s handsome. Just like his daddy.”
I grimace then turn at the sound of Meegan’s voice. I look around the room once again searching for something I can use. It was the plan after all. My gaze once again falls on Jason, and it zeroes in on the object in his mouth.
A pacifier. A plan already formulates in my mind. Perfect.
“Can I please get some water?” Meegan narrows her eyes before nodding and heading into another room.
Now is my chance, and I’ll have to be quick. I pull a latex glove out of my pocket and a baggie. Trying to be gentle, I remove the pacifier from Jason’s mouth with my gloved hand and place it in the baggie before quickly putting both items back in my coat pocket.
This was easier than I would have thought.
Unfortunately, Jason starts to cry as Meegan reenters the room. She hands me the glass of water before picking him up and walking with him to a sofa where she sits with him. She hasn’t seemed to realize the pacifier is gone. She starts to lift her top like the last time, and I know I need to get out of here. Placing the glass of water on a table, I shift on my feet to leave .
“Where are you going? I thought we were going to spend time together with our son.”
I shiver. The thought of spending any more time with her makes me ill.
“I remembered I have somewhere to be. Gotta go.” I hurry to escape the room with her calling out to me to wait. I don’t.
Once I’m in the car, I pull out the baggie. I look at the pacifier and hope it has the DNA that I need. I paid extra to prioritize and expedite the results. The sooner I can tell Sierra, what I know in my heart, that the boy is not mine, the better.
Meegan would have fought me on the test, so one way or another, I had to get Jason’s DNA. I may not have thought about this if it weren’t for Charles swiping Sierra’s glass.
The plan worked, now I just have to hope and pray it gives me the answer I need. Next, I need to board the jet to the Bahamas and try to win my girlfriend back.
Leo and Kylie are now married. I’m happy for them but miserable in general.
Sierra can barely look at me. Any time we make eye contact, she quickly looks away. I see the hurt in her eyes, and it’s killing me. I tried to talk to her at the restaurant where everyone was in attendance for the wedding dinner, but she walked away from me as soon as she saw me coming in her direction.
I’ve been patient and given her what she asked for, but now I’ve had enough. No more. She’s going to talk to me whether she likes it or not. This has gone on long enough. I understand the shock when Meegan alleged I’m the father of her baby, but I’m done being shut out.
I stand outside her cabana door and knock. She opens it, and her beautiful face doesn’t look surprised to see me. She’s wearing a white satin nightgown that shows off her luscious body. My dick jerks in my pants at the sight, but he’ll have to deal with disappointment because I highly doubt he’ll be visiting her sweet place by the forlorn look on her face.
Walking away, she takes a seat on the bed with a sad sigh. I close the door behind me and kneel in front of her. She allows me to take her hands in mine before I peer up at her. Those emerald gems that first caught my attention, no longer sparkle but are dim in their beauty.
At least she’s finally looking at me.
“I’m so sorry, baby. I’m sorry for the words I spoke to you last week, and I’m sorry for the shit storm that followed with Meegan.”
She shudders then closes her eyes for a few moments. When she opens them, a tear slips free and rolls down her cheek. “I don’t blame you for saying what you said. You were right when you said I left you alone in your pain, and it wasn’t right. I should have been there for you as well. I didn’t want to feel at the time and tried to numb myself from it.”
Her words give me a spark of hope. She’s being vulnerable, which I know is hard for her. No man has ever made her open up until me. This amazing chemistry and love we have between us is undeniable. I may have known it first, but she allowed herself to give in to it too.
“I love you, Sierra. I’ll always love you. We need to make this right. I need you with me. Always.”
She cups my cheeks. “I love you too, Kason. I just don’t think…” She stops speaking and another tear rolls down her cheek. I can’t stop myself as I lean in and lick it away. I place a gentle peck on her lips, and she allows it so I do it again and again.
Giving her bottom lip a little tug, she opens her mouth slightly and I slide my tongue inside. My body tingles at the touch of her tongue as I silently beg her not to stop this. We connected our first night through touch and maybe we can connect once again through it .
I try to keep my kiss soft, but she deepens it, her hands connecting around the back of my neck and pulling me closer. My body takes over, and I move her up the bed and cradle myself between her thighs. Her hips begin to rock, rubbing herself against the hardness beneath my pants. I want her naked under me, but I don’t want to break this kiss, this connection that I finally have with her again. Her hands slip between us, and she unbuttons and unzips my pants before fisting my engorged shaft with her fingers.
“Are you sure about this?” I murmur against her lips. I need to know she wants this as much as I do.
“Yes, I want you.” I open my eyes to see hers are shut. I don’t like that. “I need you inside of me.”
They are the sweetest words I’ve ever heard and have me removing her panties. I lower my pants and boxers below my butt and slide into her heat. I’m home, right where I need to be, inside her. Sierra’s hands glide through my hair as I continue to move inside of her. Her moans vibrate against my lips and have me wanting to thrust into her. But I don’t. I want to make love to my woman.
We continue the slow pace as our mouths caress each other. In and out. I stroke my thumbs against her cheeks while my hips thrust deeply but gently into her. I need her to feel what she means to me. How much I need her.
“Nothing has ever felt this good. I love you so much,” I tell her.
I hear her whimper, and my opened eyes once again find her closed ones. A sense of dread settles inside me. She’s trying to shut this magical moment out. Trying to shut me out.
“Open your eyes, baby.” She slowly shakes her head, so I stop my movement. Bucking her hips, she tries to encourage me to move, but I hold still. Wrapping her legs around my waist, she squeezes them but I still don’t move. “Open your eyes,” I demand this time, and her lids flutter open. The sight sends a familiar tingle to my balls, and I feel the walls of her pussy start to clench. She doesn’t scream out. Instead, she moans again before kissing me .
Her tightening walls bring about my release, and I spurt inside of her, the pleasure being dampened by the uneasiness I’m feeling at this moment. For the first time, I don’t want to look into her eyes because I don’t like what I see in them. “We’re not okay, are we?”
What else can I do? I’ve told her and shown her how much I love her, but it’s not enough. I’ve apologized with my heart on my sleeve. I’m beginning to think there’s nothing more I can do.
“I’m still hurting. How can you expect me to see you with your son and not remember that I lost a part of you, and it should be our child in your arms?”
“It’s not my son. I’ve told you this,” There’s an underlying growl in my voice.
“You don’t know that. You also made me believe you hadn’t been with her in five years, but you lied. Do you know how foolish I feel?”
“I didn’t lie. I meant that I hadn’t been in a relationship with her for five years.” I can’t believe she accused me of being dishonest. It was a misunderstanding, plain and simple.
I start to feel anger rise in my body, so I yank my dick out of her before I end up trying to fuck the anger out of myself. Jumping off the bed, I tuck my cock into my boxers and zip up my pants before looking at her again.
“I’ve made love to you, told you how much I love you and need you, but you won’t allow yourself to let this go. What I need from you is what you can’t find in yourself to give me. That is to love me unconditionally. I need you to love me more than you hate the fact that I may have fathered a child before I met you.”
Her forehead crinkles, but she doesn’t respond. Her hand flies up to cover her mouth as fresh tears gather in her eyes. I’d hold her if I thought that would make her feel better, but I don’t think she wants me anywhere near her.
Instead, I turn and leave her cabana. I don’t know what else I can do.