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I stood there, waiting. My heart was pounding as I listened to the sounds of him behind me, every small movement.Then I heard it—his swallow.It was subtle and I almost missed it but I heard it, it made me smile knowing I was irresistible to him. Then, in a gruff voice, he spoke words I didn’t catch and I held my breath, waiting for his next move.I could feel him standing behind me. My entire body went on high alert, and my senses heightened. The warmth radiating from him made me lean back ever so slightly towards him.I thought he was going to close the space between us, kiss me hard and probably throw me on the bed. I was envisioning a quicky before we went to dinner.But then, just as suddenly, he stepped back. It felt like being pulled out of a dream.I turned my head, my lips parting in confusion, but he was already walking out of the room, leaving me standing there.I took a deep breath, steadying myself before finishing the final touches of my look. My makeup was flawless, I

The disbelief, I didn’t know how to move or what to say. I could do nothing but sit there, trapped between the past and the present that had just sliced me openIt was like he was saying that what Rita and Eric had done to me had been a good thing. That he thought what Rita and Eric did was actually a good thing. That this child they were having was some kind of fortune, a blessing in disguise because it was going to keep Eric grounded.And as he spoke, I realized—he wasn’t thinking about me. I wasn’t even in the equation. I wasn't in his mind then, he was only thinking about his son.In his mind, maybe Eric cheating, maybe Eric getting my sister pregnant while he was married to me, was ultimately for the best. Even if he wasn’t celebrating it outright, some part of him, deep down, was happy that it had happened.After all, I couldn't get pregnant. I couldn't ground him.I stared at Emerson. I could feel my pulse pounding in my ears, drowning out the noise of the restaurant. I couldn’

"Please take your seat, Eric," Emerson tells him, his voice calm but edged.Eric, still chuckling, ignores him.As the waitress approaches, Eric grins like a child who’s just thought of the perfect prank. He turns to her and asks, "Hey, beautiful. Now I need your help with something and all you have to do is look and tell me the truth. Your honest opinion. Who do you think these people are?" Eric says as he gestures towards the four of us The waitress blinks at him, startled, her eyes shifting nervously. “Excuse me? I don't understand what you mean”“Come on. Honestly,” he says, gesturing broadly at our table. “Who do you think we all are? Who are they to each other, how are they connected to each other?”Her gaze darts between us. She is nervous and anyone can tell she doesn't want to be on the spot. “I...I don’t know.”Eric presses on. He’s never been one to back down from anything once he’s started.“Come on, take a guess. I’m serious. It’s just for fun. We are just playing a l

I narrowed my eyes at Eric, wanting to ask what he meant, but I didn’t. I restrained myself. Every nerve in my body was screaming for an explanation, demanding answers, but I kept my mouth shut. I glanced at Tina. It seemed she hadn’t been ready for the answer she got either, but she wasn’t about to let it go."Huh, what do you mean by that?" Tina asked, her tone light but I could tell she was very interested. "I’m sorry if I’m prying. I just love a story that has a happy ending, don’t you?"Eric smiled like he had been waiting for someone to ask him this forever. "You’re absolutely right, Tina" he began, leaning forward. "I met Mina because her father and my father were close friends. We spent a lot of vacations together, and weekends at each other’s houses. We practically grew up around each other. And since Mina was closer in age to me than Rita, I never really saw Rita in that way. She was just a kid then."He paused, before continuing."When Mina and I started dating. We hit it

"Stay out of this," Eric tells me, glaring as if his eyes alone could shove me back.I raise an eyebrow, the silent challenge clear in my expression. What? What are you gonna do?I feel Emerson’s hand on my arm. I can’t tell if he’s trying to calm me down or if he simply wants me to stop talking for the sake of keeping peace. Either way, it doesn’t work. Not when it comes to Eric."Okay, just… what is she having?" Tina asks. "Maybe she’s not allowed to eat the food." She says trying to keep the peace."That’s not what he said," I shoot back."Mina, you’re not the one who’s pregnant," Eric snaps. "You’re not my wife. Stay out of this, It doesn't concern you."I press my lips together, holding back the words burning on my tongue. My eyes stay locked on his.Tina shifts her attention to Rita. “What seems to be the problem?”I think Tina knows. It’s no secret that Eric and I share a certain… tension. Maybe she’s hoping to diffuse it by getting straight to the point.Rita looks at me, th