~23~

~Kurt~

I was going through a few paperwork when the door slid open and Clarissa walked in.

"What do you want?" I asked her, moving my keyboard aside.

"Eaten?"

"No. How is Mira?"

"Hmm, I can't say that she is moody but at least, she's responding to me a little." She moved closer to me. "She's a fine combination of you and Laurel."

"Don't even dare say her name."

"Kurt you can't blame Laurel for everything. She had a life before you whirled back into her life. "

"A mother's duty is to her kid and to the fath--" I paused, noticing the amused look on her face.

"You still love her, don't you?"

I sighed, running my hand frustratedly into my hair. "Do you know how hard it is knowing that the mother of my child is going 'round in circles, sleeping and changing men like purses? Do you know how hard it is? I care about Laurel a lot. Why can't she see that I'm trying to reach out to her?"

"She doesn't see it because you're doing it forcefully. You're forcing her, Kurt and women don't like being