Page 87 of Secrets, Lies and Love

A miracle of life, God giving her a second chance.

I need a miracle too. And a second chance, mainly, but above all, I need to have the courage to tell my child’s father who I am.

That’s right. I can’t conceal my identity from Dionysus—my boss, boyfriend, and lover—any longer. He is all of these things, but above all, he is the father of the baby I’m expecting.

I’m pregnant.

We had agreed that I would do the blood test with the same doctor who is taking care of Madison, but I couldn’t wait. The anxiety was killing me, so this morning I went to a clinic alone and got it done.

“Shishiii . . . Uice.”

“More juice?”

“Yeeeeesssss.”

“It’s good to be little and so loved, isn’t it, Joseph? Not having doubts, fear of being alone, not yet knowing what it’s like to feel guilty... Because that’s how I am today. Sad and not proud of myself at all.”

I dry the tears that insist on flowing. I don’t think I’m emotional because of my newly discovered pregnancy but rather because I’ve been holding back crying for a lifetime.

“Are you feeling alright, Miss Bradley?” Barbara asks.

Miss Bradley,not Cecily. Proof that Dionysus and I are not as discreet as we believed. The employees have already realized that we are together.

“No. Just a little emotional.”

“You look tired. It’s not fair for Lisa to burden you so much. She was already absent a lot before, but now it seems that because she knows you live here, she has become more irresponsible.”

“I really don’t mind watching him, Barbara.”

“I know. Anyone can tell you love the boy.”

I just nod my head, because even though we get along well, I don’t feel like talking, and I think she notices, as she leaves shortly afterwards.

My phone rings, and I see from the identifier that it’s Dionysus. I hesitate before answering, so tired of lying, hiding, or however else what I’ve been doing could be described.

Dionysus:Pick up the phone.

I’m not exactly a fan of orders or ultimatums, but I get goosebumps reading the display. I must not be well.

“I was going to answer it.”

“You weren’t. You were thinking. Making up your mind. Why do I always have to chase you, Cecily? Why do you seem to like running away from me?”

I was the one who chased you, I think.And I’m afraid you’ll hate me when you find out why.“I like the idea of being hunted by you.”

“I have no problem with that. Hunting you excites me. Besides, we know the night will end with me inside your pussy.”

“Oh my God!”

“Come see me. I want to fuck you on my desk.”

I know he’s at the TV station today. I’ve never been there, and I’m curious. Maybe it would make my day a little better. “I can’t. Lisa didn’t come in again.”

“Fuck! You have been working two shifts for three days. You must be exhausted.”

“As much as mothers are when they raise their children alone. I’m fine, but I can’t come today. Invite me again tomorrow.”

“I’ll ask Ares to stay with Joseph tonight, and then I’ll take you to dinner.”

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