“Is Henry Gabby’s baby daddy?” I rushed out.
Xander’s expression looked shocked. “How did you know?”
“I knew it!” I fist-pumped. “Scotland Yard, here I come.”
“You’re moving to England?” he teased me.
“No.” I rolled my eyes and laughed. “But seriously, he’s the baby daddy?”
“We’re not sure. We think so.” He sighed. “Do not tell anyone this, but it’s either Henry or Luke.”
“What?” My jaw dropped. “They had a gangbang?”
“Liv”—he laughed and shook his head—“no, they didn’t.”
“Then how?” I asked quickly.
“She slept with them both.” He sighed. “But based on the dates, we’re pretty confident that Henry is the father.”
“Oh, wow.” I chewed on my lower lip. “That’s crazy.”
“I take it, Gabby didn’t tell you all this?”
“No, she didn’t,” I said with a laugh. “I didn’t know she was such a slut.”
“Liv,” he admonished me.
“What? I’m just saying.” I giggled as we walked through the bookstore.
“Well, now you understand why this is all so complicated.” He sighed as we stopped in the Self-Help section.
“No. Why?” I frowned.
“Henry slept with her, but he doesn’t want a relationship with her. He doesn’t want to be tied to her, but he does want a life with his kid. This seemed to be a perfect solution. I get to marry someone and gain control of the company, and Henry gets to have a relationship with his child.”
“Okay.” My breathing slowed at his words.
“So, this marriage really solves two problems.”
“So, what are you saying, Xander? You don’t want to end the engagement?”
“We would only be married for a year. That’s the amount of time I need to be married before I can gain control of the company.”
“So, you want to marry my sister and sleep with me on the side?”
“You wouldn’t be on the side,” he exclaimed angrily. “There is nothing between me and Gabby—you know that. This is just a business transaction.”
“I don’t believe this.” I shook my head and sighed. “I can’t believe you.”
“What?”
“Nothing. I’m done.” I took a step back. “I’m just so done.”
“What? Look, if you want me to end it, then I will. I was just saying that?—”
“Forget it, Xander. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to do. I want you to end the engagement with Gabby because you can’t go on one more second, living a farce; I don’t want you to do it because I made you.”
“Don’t be mad, Liv.”
