One month later…..
“You look beautiful.” Zayan says, and I laugh as I stuff another piece of apple pie in my mouth.
“I'll take that as a compliment.”
I was bored out of my mind, and I'd have done anything to pass time so I wouldn't think about labor just for one more second.
Sadly, I had missed my white coat ceremony. It broke my heart, but Ariana said we would fix It once I gave birth.
Anyway, so I tried reaching out to Sloane, but she had left the country, Mira was busy, and Noah was doing the meeting things the Kings do. My husband, however, was nowhere to be seen.
At this point, I don't even know if he still lives In our home. So, left with only one choice, I called Zayan, who was more than happy to hang out with a pregnant woman.
We've been hanging out for some time, and it's been fun. I also learned that he's actually a doctor but rides horses to lay off some steam. Which is pretty cool.
I was unable to share much about me, and I just told him the basics.
You know,,
Orphan girl trying to push through.
I know there is a question he's been dying to ask, but I'm grateful that he hasn't.
Who is the father of my child, and why did Alex drag me out of the race that day.
I'm laughing at something Zayan said when all the hairs on my body rise at the voice that reaches my ears.
“Dr. Dawson. How lovely to see you again.” Arnold's annoying voice taunts. “Look at that. You've already made besties with the famous Zayan Sinclair.”
I grind my teeth, hating how he's making it sound like I'm only after his name. Hell, I didn't even know his influence went that far off when I met him.
“Seems like you have a problem with me making friends.” I grind out.
Arnold, with his annoying gelled hair, chuckles, “Friends is it? From where I'm standing, it surely looks like you're collecting infinity stones.”
“That's enough.” Zayan looks up, his brown eyes looking angry, and it's the first time I've ever seen this side of him.
“No need for the temper there. I mean, I do understand, Dr. Dawson has a way to stir powerful men. You should really teach me a trick or two.”
“If you don't get the fuck out of my face in a second Arnold-” Zayan leaves the threat hanging.
Arnold raises his hands, “I wouldn't dare offend Ethan Sinclair's favourite cousin.” His eyes turn to me, a sick smile playing on his lips and I just know whatever he's about to say will make me even more mad.
“Does Alex know where you are?” His eyes sweep over my body and lingers on my chest a second longer than I'd like.
When I first sat here, I was uncomfortable with my belly being swallowed whole by the table, but now I'm even more grateful.
“I don't see how that is any of your business. “ Zayan bites out, standing from his chair.
Arnold smirks, clearly enjoying himself.
“Oh, but it is my business. See, Alexander King and I have… history. And I’d hate for him to see this. You Know how possessive he can be.”
I freeze.
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