All Chapters of Wanted By Josh Carter: His Father, My Lover : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Josh's POVAfter leaving Venus’s atelier, I was buzzing with energy I couldn’t explain. Cassie was good with the girls, and I needed to blow off some steam, so I grabbed my phone and texted some contacts I knew were in New York.My best bros were back in Chicago, but I still had a solid crew here to meet up with. I set it up at a VIP bar Elliot had mentioned a few days back, a hidden spot in Manhattan, dim lights, black leather sofas, dark wood walls, and a vibe that mixed money with chill. The kind of place where you smell cigars and whiskey before you even walk in.I got there first, ordered a neat whiskey, the good stuff, aged, with that nice burn, and crashed on a corner sofa, scoping the scene. The bar was starting to fill up, some suits at the counter, a few women laughing loud at a table in the back, and low jazz humming through the speakers.Elliot Goodwin rolled in next. Venus’s husband, British to the core, with that accent that made him sound like a lord even in a sharp gra

Cassie's POVI was waiting for Josh in the room, lying on the bed in that black lingerie I’d picked out so carefully, my heart pounding with good nerves. The lamp cast a soft glow around, and I kept fidgeting with the sheet, trying to find the perfect pose, not that I needed to try hard for him to think I was beautiful, but I wanted this night to be special.The day had been amazing with Beckie and my mom, but now it was just our moment, mine and his, and I was dying to see his face when he walked in.I heard the key in the presidential suite’s door, and my stomach flipped. The door creaked open slow, and there he was, my Josh, in that gray shirt all rumpled from a night with his friends, hair messy in a way that made me want to run my hands through it, and that crooked smile that knocked me out every time. He stopped at the threshold, his light eyes landing on me, and I saw him freeze for a second, like the air got sucked out of his chest.“Cassie…” he said, voice husky, dropping t

Cassie’s POVI left the men on the terrace still shouting over their poker game, their voices rough and happy, and followed Reese and Laura across the cool grass. The sky had turned that perfect late-October pink, the kind that makes everything look softer. My hand kept drifting to the tiny curve under my sweater. Everyone already knew about the baby, and for the first time since the test turned positive, the thought didn’t scare me. It felt like the most natural thing in the world.Reese opened the greenhouse door and warm, sweet air rolled over me like a blanket. I stopped in the doorway just to breathe it in. Orchids hung from the ceiling like little white lanterns. Roses climbed the glass walls in every shade of pink and cream. Hydrangeas spilled out of pots so big I could have sat inside them. The floor was old stone, warm from the day’s sun. In the center stood a small iron table with three cushioned chairs, a bottle of chilled Sancerre, and three glasses already waiting.I f

Cassie’s POVThe door to the suite clicked shut behind us and the whole noisy world finally went quiet. I kicked off my shoes in the hallway, dropped my purse on the floor, and walked straight to the bedroom like my body already knew where it belonged. Josh followed slower, pulling off his sweater, tossing it over a chair. The city lights glowed through the huge windows, but he turned on only the small lamp on his side. Soft gold light spilled across the bed and made everything feel safe.I crawled under the covers in just his T-shirt and my panties and waited for him. He slid in behind me, warm and solid, one arm slipping under my neck, the other wrapping around my waist until his big hand rested on the tiny bump that was finally starting to show. I let out a long breath I didn’t know I was holding.“God, today was perfect,” I said, voice soft in the dark. “I loved every single second at Reese and Elliott’s.”He pressed his lips to the back of my neck. “I noticed. Reese sent me a

Beckie POVI floored the gas as soon as I stepped off the plane in Kentucky, my heart pounding like it might burst. Coming back to Owensboro after New York was like falling from a dream into a nightmare, but I wasn’t here for a stroll. I was here for him—Mariano, that son of a gun who’d turned my life upside down and ditched me like I was nothing.Cassie was all giddy with Josh, planning their wedding, and I was there, laughing with her and Rose, but inside? Inside, I was boiling, dang it. He wasn’t getting off scot-free after what he did to me.I drove straight to the hospital, the rental car roaring through Owensboro’s dark streets. I knew his wife had given birth,gossip that reached me through a friend who still talked to the local crowd. They were there, the perfect couple, while I was the fool he used and tossed aside. I parked in the hospital lot, grabbed the cheap bouquet I’d bought on the way, some wilting roses dripping with irony, and walked in with my head high, heels cli