Page 58 of Ex's Accidental Baby

Maybe it’s the alcohol driving my actions, but I don’t care. I just need to talk to someone.

“Hey, pal,” he answers, and I think about hanging up.

“Grayson. Can you come and pick me up?”

“Sure, you have too many martinis at a business dinner?”

“Something like that.”

“Send me your location.”

I send it, and he pulls up to pick me up in a Rolls Royce.

“You would show up in that.”

I wonder if there’s a slur in my voice, because Grayson raises his eyebrows.

“You called for a ride. Figured we could take it in style. Want to come to my place?”

“Just take me to the hotel. As much as I love your family, I don’t think I can handle it right now.”

Grayson glances over at me. “Lucky for you, Lillian is visiting her aunt up north, she took the kids with her.”

“Everything okay?”

He grins. “Everything’s perfect. We’re thinking of having another baby.”

“Great.” I sink into the leather seat.

Grayson frowns. “Something’s going on with you.”

I shrug. “I’ll tell you about it. After another drink.”

Grayson doesn’t push, and I’m grateful.

As he drives up the long road to his place, I stare out the window at the trees whipping by, but it makes me nauseous after a moment, so I look down at my hands.

When we walk into Grayson’s office, he shuts the door behind him even though there’s no one else in the house. He immediately makes me a drink, a double, and hands it to me.

The liquor burns down my throat but fuzzes my head enough to make the rage coursing through me bearable.

“What’s going on with you?”

“There’s a woman.”

He snorts. “There’s always a woman. You’ve got a different one every few months, what’s new?”

I go silent.

Grayson’s thinking about me in high school, but even then, all the girls I flirted with were just a front.

I’ve not exactly been a monk, but I haven’t had actual sex with anyone but Meredith. Ever.

I can’t explain that to him, though.

“She’s got someone else. I don’t know how to deal with it.”

“I mean, I get being territorial?—”

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