Page 84 of Reaper's Rival

I wasn’t fit to be a mother.

I wasn’t fit to be a lover.

And I really wasn’t fit to be Reaper’s girlfriend. He needed a girl he could trust. Someone who wouldn’t lie to him. Someone who could tell him the truth. Someone who hadn’t spent months lying to him. That someone wasn’t me.

“I need to get dressed.” I turned back around and grabbed my jeans.

“You will be the mother to my kid no matter what. Nothing you do or have done will change that.” Reaper watched me put my jeans on, crossing his arms. “I don’t know why you are so hard on yourself.”

“When I tell you, you will be begging me to give this baby up.” I looked at him, determined, knowing what his reaction will be like. “Or taking it off me. Either way, I won’t be a mother.”

“Sounds like you don’t want to be a mother.” His eyes narrowed at me.

I blew out a long breath. “Trust me, I’m doing this baby and you a favor.” I ripped a top off the shelf, putting it on. “Now I have to go.”

I went to walk past him but his hand gripped my arm, bringing me to a stop. Seems like Reaper wasn’t ready for me to walk away.

“What, Reaper?” My eyes ran up from his hand to his eyes. I was tired. I was worn out from last night, and I really couldn’t be bothered arguing with him over this. I had already made my decision.

“When you get back, we are talking. And whatever you say won’t change my decision. You will be the mother to this baby and my woman.”

My stomach fluttered at the way he said his woman. But I had to be realistic.

“Trust me, you won’t be thinking the same later.” I was already prepared for the disgust that I would see on his face. “Now I have to go or Kim will be back here.”

“Enjoy the spa.” He looked torn, like he wasn’t ready to let me leave but knew at the same time I’ll be back. “Tonight, we talk.”

“Fine.” If he wanted to hear, I’d tell him. “Bye, Reaper.”

I was expecting him to let go of my arm but he pulled on me, making me crash into his chest, and I looked up at him, trying to figure out what he was doing when he kissed me roughly. He kissed me like he was frustrated and he had no control left.

I thought it was a kiss, but I was wrong when his hands went to my hips and he lifted me off the ground.

“Reaper, I have to go.” I pulled away from his lips, but he just dove forward, claiming them again. He held me in the air and I knew what he wanted, but I had to go. Then he bit my bottom lip, causing my mouth to open. When his tongue entered my mouth, my fight to end this before it got out of control was over, and I locked my legs around his waist, giving him what he wanted.

Feeling how hard he was, I knew there was only one way this was going to end.

“Kade, I just got dressed.” I gasped as his mouth ran down my neck and he ripped my top off.

If I was going to tell him what I was doing tonight, tell him all the truth, this would be the last time he wanted me like this. Suddenly the fact I was meant to meet Kim didn’t matter and I was the one greedily kissing him.

“I thought you wanted to go?” He smirked against my lips.

“I want you. One last time.” I kissed his neck, right where my name was tattooed. At least a small part of me would always be with him. Even if it was a tattoo he would be sure to regret one day. When he had a wife and a baby that wasn’t from me.

I knew he deserved better. Which was why I wasn’t going to fight him when he wanted nothing to do with me. I wouldn’t remind him that he promised me over and over again that he would always love me. No matter what. I would let him go.

And I somehow would live without him. Living without him would be the hardest bit. Not even having him as a friend. My heart clenched at the realization and my arms locked around his neck, kissing him harder.

Right now, he was still mine.

In this moment. I had him. So I didn’t protest when he lowered me to the bed and ripped my jeans off. He pulled away from me, looking at me as if I belonged to him.

“You and that stomach do crazy things to me.” His hands cradled my stomach and his face lit up. “When are we going to find out the sex?”

Did I burst his bubble? I didn’t want to know the sex. I didn’t want to form any connection with it. Not when I was ready to give it up. But I realized I didn’t have to burst his bubble. Once he knew the truth, he wouldn’t want anything to do with me or the baby, so I could honestly say to him what I was thinking.

“We can decide on that after I tell you everything tonight.” I leaned up and kissed his cheek. “Now you better hurry up before Kim’s back banging on that door.”

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