ログインAlex POV: He Wants To Get Flowers The penthouse is quiet when I let myself in, the city still dark beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. It's 4:58 a.m. The digital clock on the microwave confirms it as I walk through the kitchen.Jodie appears at the bedroom door, sheet gathered in one hand against her chest, hair loose around her shoulders."How is Dana? Is she okay?""She's fine." I shrug off my jacket and drape it over a chair. "Derek took her home."I undress in the dark and get into bed, and the moment my head hits the pillow, sleep reaches up and pulls me toward it. The fear that had been sitting behind in my head loosens now that I know Dana is alright. She's home and safe. I have two hours before I need to be a functioning person again.The mattress dips as Jodie climbs in beside me.I open one eye to see she's pouting, looking unhappy. I open my eyes fully. "Hey. What is it?""You promised me,” she says. I try to arrange my thoughts. "Promised you what?""That we'd go visi
Dana POV: Alex Knows About Her Pregnancy The first thing I see when I open my eyes is Derek.He's slumped in the chair beside my bed, chin dropped to his chest, his arms folded. He must have sat down meaning to stay awake and lost the fight somewhere around midnight. There's a line from an IV bag to my left wrist. After a moment the memory returns of me in a faint and falling against Alex. "Derek."His head snaps up. He blinks at me with the disoriented look of someone yanked out of a deep, uncomfortable sleep, then straightens in the chair, rubbing his face."Hey. Are you feeling better?" he asks. "What happened to me?" I push myself up on my elbows. "How did I get here?""Alex brought you in," he wipes his red eyes. "Doctor says it's a bacterial thing. Pregnancy is making your body more reactive to stuff. It's nothing serious, Dana."I lay back down and close my eyes.He knows now. The doctor told him, didn't they. If he brought me in, and before Derek came, they'd have told him
Dana POV: Jack And Carmela Giuseppe?Jack and Carmela prepare to leave shortly after the cake is cut."I need to get back early," Jack says, reaching for his jacket. "I'll be taking the early morning flight to New York.""What's the rush?" I ask. "You said you were going to stay.""Don't worry, Dana," Carmela says touching my arm lightly, smiling. "I'm going back with him."I stare at her. Then at Jack. "You're going to New York? With Jack?""Mom's been asking me to bring her up soon," Jack says, trying his best to make this significant thing sound perfectly ordinary. "Tomorrow seemed like a good opportunity."I'm still processing this when Alex joins us, asking whether the meeting with Cilian is still being arranged. Jack turns to him without missing a beat, and in a calm and unhurried tone, tells Alex he'll sort it out once he's back in the city.I watch my brother speak to my ex husband and I feel something strange move through me.A few weeks ago, these two men could barely be in
Dana POV: At Kathie's Birthday Party Derek follows me through the living room, hot with his argument. “It’s the fear of rejection, Dana. That’s what’s holding you back from telling him.”I stop at the kitchen island and turn to look at him, my phone in my hand. “No, it’s not just that. Look.” I show him my phone which is open to Jodie’s Instagram, and thrust it in his face. The latest story is still up. It shows her hand in Alex’s at what looks like a restaurant. The caption is sprinkled with hearts and wine emojis. In the picture, he's smiling from ear to ear. He looks happy being with her. Derek takes the phone, and scrolls. He shrugs. “So what? Jodie posts about him all over her Instagram. So what? That’s what girls like this do. She’s a baddie.”“She’s not a baddie.”“Of course she is. I’ve checked her out too.” He hands the phone back. “Alex doesn’t even know it, I’m sure. Or he does but he’s just taking her for a ride. It’s you he loves. That’s why he’s taking you to lunc
Alex POV: He Is Afraid Of Rejection Stealing glances at something you're not supposed to want anymore is tough. Trying to keep my eyes on the road and ignore the very attractive outline of Dana beside me is even tougher. “Music?” I ask, motioning at the dashboard. “Yup.”I put something on from an indie artist we both used to enjoy together on cool nights. Sufjan Stevens’ Chicago starts playing and a little smile breaks on her lips. I sigh, happy I'm making her happy. She’s in a white dress today, printed with these bold red flowers that matches her hair. She has a huge matching red sunglasses perched on her nose, making her look like a picture from an old GQ magazine. And her skin is the color of peach this morning. Her red handbag ties the whole look together without trying too hard.“Your dress is beautiful,” I say, trying to make small talk. She says, “thanks.” Not the loud, expensive kind of beautiful Jodie chases. This is quiet and effortless. I’ve always wondered how s
Dana POV: She Confesses About Her Marriage To AlexAs the elevator carries me back up, I hold the pocket watch by its chain, letting it dangle like a pendulum in front of my eyes. I love the way the gold catches the overhead light, swinging in slow, hypnotic arcs. Tick-tick-tick, like something alive. Like a baby. I still don’t know what it means. He said it's a compliment from The Club of Eight, but it feels more like an invitation to a party I had no intention of attending. My phone rings against my hip and I answer. “Hey, Hymar.”“Dana! Kathie’s birthday is tonight. I completely forgot to mention it at the Maurice Denis thing. She’d love it if you came. It's last-minute, I know, but—”“I’ll be there,” I say before he can apologize again. “I’ll grab a gift for her too.”He exhales, relieved. “She’ll be so happy. Eight o’clock. I'll send you an address. See you then.”I hang up just as the doors slide open on our floor. Alex is coming out of his office at the same moment, looking







