LOGIN(Ivy)
Nash wasn’t joking when he suggested we move immediately. I’ve been packing for two days.
He never questioned why I wanted to pack our bedroom and personal things myself.
I simply told him I didn’t want strangers going through our stuff.
By mid-afternoon, I’ve packed most of the master bedroom.
Dinner at his mother’s keeps replaying in my mind.
The look on Nash’s face when I told him about our fresh start. About his anniversary surprise.
For one brief moment, I’d almost softened.
The exact reaction that showed I was the only woman he could ever love. The joy, the tears, the sheer excitement.
I was ready to share all of that with him. I would’ve done it if I hadn’t found out the revolting truth.
This anniversary, I really was going to tell him I was ready.
My heart wonders if there is any way we could repair this damage and move forward. I mean, other couples get through things.
My phone lights up.
I answer calmly even though my blood pressure is through the roof. “Hi, Piper.”
“Hi!” she says brightly. “You’re an OB-GYN, right?”
“I am.”
“So... is rough sex during early pregnancy safe for the baby?”
For one horrifying second, I nearly ended the call.
Instead, I force myself to answer as a doctor. I’m too close to ruining his life to slip up now.
“In a healthy pregnancy, it’s generally safe. But if you’re having pain, bleeding or cramping, you should contact your obstetrician.”
“No, it’s nothing like that. It’s just he’s well, you know… big…”
Yes, I’m well aware.
She continues talking, “and it’s been a very active morning… if you know what I mean.”
Good God, he’s been there today! “Piper, I have a very busy day…”
“Oh, ok, sorry. So the baby should be fine? I mean it can’t feel… anything, right?”
“Physically it is impossible. The womb keeps the baby completely enclosed.”
“Oh, thank goodness.” She laughs softly. “It’s nice having a doctor in the family.”
“Yes indeed...” I bite my lip to stop from screaming at her.
“I was thinking of inviting him along, to the restaurant, to meet my Mom in person first. Would that be okay?”
“Sure, you can plus one. Just message me when you’ve finished eating.”
“I can’t wait! Thanks, Ivy. You’re so good at organizing surprises.”
“Yes, I certainly am. I have to go, Piper. Bye now.”
My things go into one set of boxes. Nash’s are in another.
My belongings are being shipped to my new home across the country.
Nash’s belongings are going into a storage unit.
The moment the divorce is finalized, every last box will be delivered to Piper’s front porch.
I was hoping to have word about the divorce, but it seems I need to act dumb for a little longer. There’s no way I’ll ever take him back. I know that for sure now.
Luckily, Nash is just as easily fooled by me as I have been all these years by him.
He would never suspect that his darling, devoted wife would believe he’d cheat.
And he would never expect me to be gone before he even realizes I knew anything.
***
That evening, I opened my laptop and pulled up the guest list. We are sleeping back in the guest bedroom because of packing.
Nash comes in. “Are you still working, darling?”
“I just have to email the hospital. Then I’m done.”
He heads into the bathroom. “I’ve had a crazy busy day too. Can’t wait to relax.”
Yes, I heard all about your day getting busy.
I focus on the invitations and the look on his face tomorrow.
Piper’s invite has the restaurant address. She and her mom will be led through the internal staff staircase when their meal is finished.
Even if she tells Nash about the gathering she will no doubt invite him to, he still won’t know the reception he is going to with me is in the same building.
I click Send.
Nash comes out in his boxers and pours us both a red wine.
Less than a minute later, a notification appears on my phone.
Piper Redfern has RSVP’d. Plus one.
Almost at the same moment, Nash’s phone buzzes.
He picks it up.
His brow furrows as he reads whatever is on the screen. A second later, his thumbs move quickly across the keyboard.
He drops the phone face down on the sideboard and chugs his wine.
I sip mine innocently. “Everything okay? You look upset…”
He gives a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. “Just some annoying work stuff that won’t go away…”
(Nash)
It’s not a total lie.
Piper is definitely something annoying that won’t go away.
This morning didn’t help.
I’d gone over there to tell her we were finished.
Then she blamed her pregnancy hormones for wanting me more than ever. She wasn’t wrong.
Things got completely out of hand for half the day. But even then, all I could think about was Ivy.
What would she be like when she was pregnant? Would she want me like that?
The thought drove me crazy. If anything, this morning proved what I’ve always known.
Piper is sex.
Ivy is everything. My children with Ivy will be everything.
No matter who I’m with, she’s the woman in my head. The woman I come home to. The only woman I’ll ever love.
I haven’t changed my mind about Piper. I’m done. Everyone has their price, and it’s not like Piper is in this for love.
Ever since she started teasing her followers about the mystery billionaire who got her pregnant, her numbers have gone through the stratosphere.
She’s cashing in on every second of the attention.
There’ll be an end game. Money, a deal, something she can turn into an even bigger payday. I’ll figure out what she wants and give it to her and she’ll move on.
I look at Ivy.
She’s already in bed, and after spending half the day imagining what pregnancy hormones might do to my wife, I’m definitely feeling it.
I stalk over and slide into the bed beside her.
I kiss her, then she puts her hand against my chest. “No.”
I stare at her. “No what?”
“No sex.”
“What! Why?”
“I told you. My period. But also, I want to get pregnant as quickly as possible.”
That gets my attention.
“You need to save everything you’ve got until I ovulate again. I want you at full sperm strength.”
I laugh. “Full sperm strength? Is that even a thing?”
She nods. “You want a baby, don’t you? It’ll be worth the wait.”
“Fine.” I concede. “Anyway, I’m coming with you tomorrow to help get set up.”
She kisses me on the cheek. “Thank you for both things.”
She’s right. It will be worth it.
I need to get my wife pregnant as soon as possible. No more Piper. No more anyone.
I’m not wasting a single swimmer.
***
The function room is ready.
Another boring little chore that I have to endure as a supportive husband.
I hope tonight Ivy will be so grateful for my help that we can start making our baby as soon as we get home.
David, Ivy’s father, insisted on doing one last walk-through himself before the guests arrived.
Everything is perfect. Everyone is waiting to see what David has planned.
I slip my arm around Ivy’s waist. “So,” I whisper, “who’s bringing the new bride?”
“My stepsister. I should get a message anytime now...” She whispers back.
I stop myself from fantasizing about this new stepsister. I am a one woman man now.
No piper. No other woman. No one but Ivy.
A second later, Ivy’s phone vibrates.
She glances at the screen and smiles. “They’re ready.”
Her arm goes around my back. “We need to stand right here.”
“Dim the lights, please. Everyone please be quiet until the lights go up. Dad, are you ready?”
The room slowly darkens.
“I’ve never been more ready for anything, Ivy,” David answers.
Conversations fade out immediately.
Light engulfs the room when the doors swing open and I have to put my arm over my eyes to try and focus.
I squeeze my eyes shut, I swear that spotlight was trained right at me.
It must be some kind of mistake. I am not the star of this show…I hear David. “Everyone, I’d like you to meet my beautiful new wife, Alexa.”
There’s a collective gasp of surprise and then everyone applauds.
I can finally focus and I applaud before I see who it is.
“And this...” David beams proudly at the younger woman. “...is my new stepdaughter, Piper.”
My stomach drops. My brain explodes.
No. It can't be.
No...
Piper smiles brightly but I can see the shock in her eyes at seeing me.
Holy Fuck!
My pregnant mistress...
is now Ivy’s stepsister.
(Nash)Hannah is already at my desk when I get into the office.She’s got her laptop open, two coffees waiting, and a stack of files arranged in a way that makes it look as though the company might actually survive the week.“Morning, Mr. Hawke.”“Morning, Hannah.”She slides one coffee toward me. “Black, no sugar.”“You’re learning.”“You’re a very good teacher. I’m looking forward to you teaching me a lot more.”She says it with a little smile. Her eyes glint and I know what she means.But I let it go. Hannah has stepped in and been an amazing PA.She is good at her job. Better than good.I sit down and open the first file. “What’s first?”“Your review meeting with the board at eleven. Dr. Ward at two. Then the communications team wants you to approve the statement about your engagement.”“Fine. What else?”“Isaac Varga’s people have requested a meeting with the board tomorrow.”My hand stops over the page. “Denied.”“They didn’t ask you.”“Then tell the board not to entertain him.”
(Ivy)I leave Dad’s office with his words circling in my head.A clean break.I wish I could tell him that I don’t have one.I wish I could tell him I’m carrying Nash Hawke’s baby and that every decision I make now has to include a man I’m trying desperately to leave behind.But I can’t.Not yet.I sit in my car for a minute without starting it.Dad’s right about one thing. We’ve all got work to do.He needs to see Owen. He needs to work out whether Alexa is still the woman he wants beside him.And I need to talk to Robert properly before I destroy one of the most important friendships in my life.The one thing I never wanted to do is hurt him. But after we came home last night, I can’t help but think that I did exactly that.I pick up my phone and text Joan.Is Robert home?Her reply comes straight away.He’s upstairs. He’s been quiet all day.I stare at the screen for a second.I think it’s time we talked. About Mom.Three dots appear, disappear, then come back.Come home when you’r
(Ivy)Dad is still in his office when I find him.“Hey,” I say.He looks up and gives me a tired smile. “Hey, sweetheart. How’s the new job?”He gets up and gives me the longest hug. It’s been too long.I must get back to my regular routine of checking in with him. I miss him so much.“Big. Busy. A little terrifying.”“You’re perfect for that job and you’ve already smashed the donation ceiling. Sorry I couldn’t make it. I’m not comfortable with public appearances yet.”I sit in the chair opposite him. “Piper was brought into the hospital yesterday.”Dad’s expression changes immediately. “Why are you treating her after what she did to you?”“Because it’s my job and that baby never did anything.”“I don’t know how you do it, Ivy. What they both did to you is disgusting. I’ll never forgive either of them.”“Has Alexa checked in with Piper lately?” I ask.Dad’s mouth tightens. “Alexa says she will stand by me and my decisions.”“So you deny her time with Piper and her baby? Like it or not
(Ivy)The results are ready before lunch.Piper Redfern. Nash Hawke.Probability of paternity: greater than 99.99 percent.Nash is the father of Piper’s baby. Definite undeniable proof. And he’s the father of my baby too.I’ll have to tell him eventually. I’m dreading it.I move to the next section.Female fetus.I think of Eleanor hoping for a boy to carry on some ridiculous Hawke tradition.I doubt she will be thrilled, but a healthy baby girl is still a Hawke heir. Still a healthy baby, more importantly.And I’m relieved for a reason nobody else knows.Piper’s baby is older than mine.My child will not be born first and have that family legacy dropped onto their tiny shoulders before they can even take a breath.I pick up my phone and call Piper.“Ivy... “ she answers. “Hello.”“Piper, the test results are back. Can you and Nash come into the hospital this afternoon? I have slot at one.”There is a pause. “Are they bad?”“Not bad, it’s just sensitive information I’d rather discuss
(Piper)I wake up at Hawke Mansion wearing a diamond ring that could probably fund a small country.For a few seconds, I just look at it.Nash Hawke asked me to marry him.Not Ivy. Me.I know he didn’t say all the words I wanted to hear. Not exactly. But he got down on one knee in front of everyone. He gave me his grandmother’s ring.He made a promise. That matters.By the time I come downstairs to collect my coffee, Eleanor has already left for the hospital to see Owen.Nash is at the office, trying to convince the board he still has control of Hawke Industries.Which means I have the whole day here alone.I walk through the mansion with my coffee made perfectly for me, looking at it properly.The polished floors. The original art. The staff who know exactly how to make what you want and have it appear without anyone asking.This isn’t just Nash’s parents’ home.It’s my future home.My baby’s home. The heir of Hawke Industries home.Nash had better save this company. If I have to ge
(Ivy)Robert barely says a word on the drive back to Joan’s.When we get inside, he looks at me. “Goodnight, Ivy.”“Goodnight? Okay...”Then he heads upstairs before I can say anything else.That’s strange. He seems upset about something. I thought tonight went well. Maybe he’s just tired, it’s been a very long day for us both.He’s probably glad to see the back of me today.The back of me… that brings a shiver as I remember his breath on my neck. His finger trailing down my back.His lips. That mouth.I’m too wired to sleep right now.I go to the guest suite, take off the dress and accessories, rebox the jewelry and put it back into the portable safe it arrived in and lock it up.I pull on my pajamas.I fall onto the bed and close my eyes. At last I feel like me again.Well, not quite. What I felt tonight was nothing like me.I’m sure Isaac Varga would run a mile if he saw me right now.Sleep isn’t happening.I text Kate.Are you awake?Her reply comes straight away.Are you kidding?







