Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 112

112–The SideChick Wants His Time

Madeline:

“I need to speak with you about some things because I’ll be leaving early in the morning,” Sawyer uttered.

“When I came here, I didn’t think I’d stay this long, but it’s been days, and I have to go back to check on a few things,” he continued as he started to take off his wrist watch.

“But I want you to be wary of some stuff before I go.” he finished.

I stood up, setting the glass down and nodding.

“Can you please get me my file from the bedroom?” he requested.

I walked away to grab it. There was an orange folder filled with papers and notes he had written.

I picked it up, and as I was walking back, I noticed Nina already standing in the living room with him.

“What is it, Nina?” he asked, not realizing I was watching them.

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“It’s just the whole day has passed, and I didn’t get to spend any time with you,” I heard her say softly, asking him for a moment of his attention.

It always bothered me how she could be so friendly with me during the day or whenever Sawyer wasn’t around, but would act so differently when he was in sight. However, this was the first time I had seen them interact so closely. Sawyer turned to her with a cold look on his face.

“And I was missing you. Can’t we just go back to bed now? It’s late, and I’ve been staying awake for you,” she urged, making a chill run down my spine.

“Nina, have you lost your mind? What are you suggesting? When have I ever promised you time? Do you think I made you my responsibility?” Sawyer snapped.

The file nearly slipped from my fingers. I knew they weren’t romantic in front of me, but I had never seen how they behaved when alone.

I used to think they were affectionate, lovey–dovey, even, but seeing him speak to her like that, and her pleading for his attention, made me wonder if there was trouble in paradise.

“No, you didn’t,” she responded immediately, not in the way a lover would.

She could have been upset by his tone, by how he reminded her she wasn’t his responsibility, but instead she tried to calm him.

“It’s just that I was missing you,” she repeated, her voice softer now, sounding tender.

“Nina, please step out of my way. I’m waiting for my wife so we can discuss some business.

Nobody asked you to stay awake. Go to sleep,” he said casually, pulling a cigar from his pocket and lighting it.

The way he blew smoke toward her, and the way she stifled a cough to avoid offending him, made me feel both angry and sorry for her.

“But you’re leaving tomorrow. Are you not even going to give me an hour?” she asked, still clinging to whatever dignity she had left.

“Nina, I have to work on something important with my wife. I won’t repeat myself,” he warned, his tone carrying

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a hint of threat.

She finally stepped back, bowing slightly.

“I’ll leave the door open, just in case,” she murmured in a shaky voice before retreating to the side room.

As promised, she left the door open.

Taking a deep breath and putting on a neutral expression, I walked back into the living room with the file in hand.

The moment Sawyer saw me, he quickly stubbed out the cigar and waved his arm to clear the smoke.

I did the same the minute I stepped in.

“Why the hell do you smoke in closed places?” I complained.

I wasn’t the kind of woman who begged for attention or stayed silent out of fear he might take offense.

“We can sit on the terrace upstairs,” I suggested, circling the table toward him.

As I passed, he placed a hand on my back. The slow, gentle motion of his fingers made goosebumps rise along my skin.

“Yeah, upstairs would be a good idea,” he agreed.

I quickly gathered the files and hurried toward the stairs.

I knew the door to Nina’s room was still open, and I didn’t want her eavesdropping on us.

From the way Sawyer was acting, I could tell he was craving something more than just conversation.

Once we reached the second floor, we sat together on the terrace couch.

A small table stood before us, and I placed the files on it.

He started talking about a gun he was planning to leave behind.

He mentioned showing it to the werewolves when he first arrived and explaining that he would be carrying it.

They had let him keep it after he obtained permission from the council. But he added that he was going to leave it here with me.

He explained where he had stored it and said there were other documents in the file, notes on how to conduct interviews with the victims.

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