"Holy smokes." Jeffrey had to stifle the curse before it slipped past his lips.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWell, Derek was still there now. His desperate gaze flicked to Karen.
Karen reached over, taking the grocery bags from Jeffrey's hand, and said to Derek, "Dad, Jeffrey's got a call from work. Let's head upstairs.” "Well, sure," Derek wasn't born yesterday, but if his daughter didn't make a fuss, neither would he. He followed her up the stairs.
Only when they were out of earshot did Jeffrey turn his glare on Paige.
"Are you nuts? I've been avoiding you like the plague, isn't that clear enough?" He had never met such a clingy ex. To think she'd actually show up outside Karen's parents’ place.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"| tried reaching out through friends, but you wouldn't answer. | had no choice but to look up that woman you're with." Paige's voice wavered, unable to say ‘fiancée’, her vision blurring with tears. "Jeffrey, you said you'd never marry. You lied to me." He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration, grabbed a pack from his car, and tapped out a cigarette. "Met someone who changed my mind. What, | need your approval now?" "When you broke up with me, wasn't it because | wanted to get married and you didn't? All this time, | convinced myself that we split because we were different. You were a bachelor for life. | told myself to let go, to stop thinking about you, and then you turn around and propose to her?" Jeffrey wasn't interested in her roundabout complaints. He focused on his smoke, and when she finally stopped talking, he said nonchalantly, "Yeah, I'm marrying her." "And what about me?" "An ex, what else?" "Jeffrey! Are you blind? Am I not prettier, don't | have a better figure? Look at the dump her parents live in. She's not even in the same league as the Turners. She doesn't deserve you." "Shut your trap," Jeffrey's already irritated gaze turned to disgust. He stepped up to Paige, towering over her, "Even if Karen is not the best, it's still none of your business. And as far as I'm concerned, she's better than you in every way." "I've been polite because you're my friend's cousin. Don't push it." Jeffrey straightened his black bomber jacket, leaning against his car, and finished his last drag, stamping out the butt. "Get lost before my woman gets the wrong idea. If your causes us trouble, | am gonna give you a piece of my mind." He started to walk away, but Paige ran after him, blocking his path.
"Then go ahead, because | can't stand to watch you marry someone else." Jeffrey raised an eyebrow, his eyes darkening, "Paige, I'm no gentleman. | don't have a code against hitting women." "Ha. Then kill me. It's better than watching you marry another woman." "I'll be damned—" "Jeffrey, that last time in the hotel, you didn't use protection.” He stopped mid-sentence.
Paige forced a smile, "You were in such a hurry, and even though | reminded you, you didn't listen. So a month later, | found out | was pregnant.” "But that's... that was two years ago." "Right, so—" Paige didn't finish her sentence, and Jeffrey clenched his jaw, realization dawning.
"Damn it! You had the kid?!"