She swallowed hard. Thank god she had only eaten a little bit at dinner time. She shoved down the desire to run to the bathroom and vomit up what she had eaten.
“I don’t know why you came looking for me again,” she said, anger giving her strength.
“Sara…” he began, but she cut him off.
“No, please stay the hell away from me.”
She was spitting mad, but more at herself. She wanted a man who wanted nothing to do with her. Nothing to do with a child. She was nothing more than a passing fuck to him.
What about the day at the beach? What about the trip to the outdoor market? She quickly shut down that pesky inner voice. That day was probably something Levi did when he wanted to get in a woman’s panties.
Levi was an irresponsible jerk.
The guy certainly didn’t want a relationship with her or kids.
And she wanted both. She wanted a loving significant other and her baby.
She didn’t turn away from him, but instead stared him right in the eyes, keeping her expression frosty.
He was confused; it showed on his handsome face.
“Sara…” he tried again.
“No.” She held up a hand, stopping him. “I just can’t deal with you right now.”
In the next instance, she walked out of the bedroom door and entered the sitting area.
She found Carla curled up on the sofa and joined her there. Carla wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close.
What the hell had happened?
Levi couldn’t wrap his head around the change in Sara. She’d gone from warm to ice cold in seconds.
Wasn’t she glad that he wasn’t with Rebecca? Wasn’t she glad that it wasn’t his baby?
Baffled, Levi walked after Sara and into the other room, but she was already ensconced with Carla on the soft beige sofa.
Ana glared at him. “How did you fuck that up?”
Carla giggled at Ana’s aggressive tone and even Nash chuckled. Levi scowled and walked to the mini bar to make a drink.
“Sara,” King said, approaching the two women.
Levi swallowed down half of his drink and turned to lean against the mini bar as King walked over to Sara.
“Yes?” she said, turning her attention to King because god knew she didn’t even want to look at Levi to avoid breaking down.
“I’m part of a joint DEA Taskforce.”
Surprise held her mute for a few moments and then her voice came out with a squeak.
“What?”
King smiled ruefully and settled across from her in a large overstuffed chair. The men who were called West, Rowan, and Nash also came over to sit or stand around. Ana pushed throughthem all and took a seat on her other side so she was encased between her two friends.
What exactly was going on? She squinted at King.
“What does your task force do?” she asked. It seemed like a good place to start.