Chapter 1
Roman
“I still don’t understand how this happened.”
I dropped my arm from covering my face and glared at Kellan. “We really need to go over where babies come from? Maybe this should be a conversation you and Molly have.”
“I’m good on where babies come from in general. I’m just a little confused on how you and Sage managed to bump uglies and make one.”
“And everyone thinks I’m the asshole,” I grumbled.
After waking up with a raging headache, I had intended to spend my Sunday morning nursing a hangover, while trying to figure out what the hell I was going to do about Sage. Kellan had other ideas and had been at my door at eight with two coffees and demanding answers. Answers I didn’t have.
“Let’s start with the when.”
I tossed my arm back over my eyes and sighed. “When Dante was trying to get it with Kennedy. She came over to bitch at me.”
I heard the recliner creak, and I knew Kellan didn’t plan on leaving anytime soon. “I have to say, you must have the touch if you can go from a woman bitching at you to falling into bed with her.”
I used to think it was a gift. Now I wasn’t too sure about that. Sage was fine as hell. Falling into bed with her had been fucking amazing, but the aftermath wasn’t sitting too well with me right now. “It’s a gift,” I mumbled.
“A gift that now made you a dad. I have to say, I’m really surprised this hasn’t happened before. What, with your list and all.”
“That’s because my list was well plotted and planned. I didn’t even know Sage had a kid until after.”
The chair creaked again, and Kellan’s fist connected with my shoulder. “You didn’t know she had a kid?”
I moved my arm and rubbed my shoulder. “Why the hell did you hit me?”
“Because everyone thinks the only reason you slept with her was because she had a kid.” I slept with her because even when she was yelling at me, all I wondered was what her lips would feel like wrapped around my dick.
I sat up and planted my feet on the floor. “And why the hell does it matter to anyone why I slept with her?”
“Because this makes you less of a dick. This definitely works in your favor.” Kellan clapped me on the shoulder. “You can fix this.”
“Why do you keep touching me?” Between him pounding me on the shoulder and the repeated clapping of it, my headache was raging.
“‘Cause sometimes I think a good ass-kicking would do you good. This is my way of sneaking it.” He jabbed me in the shoulder and slapped the back of my head. “See, I already feel better,” he laughed. He jumped up from the chair and pulled his keys from his pocket. “Fix this shit, Roman.”
“And how in the hell do you suggest I do that? Sage hates me, and from the way you talk, so does everyone else.”
“Everyone else doesn't matter. Just Sage.”
I scrubbed my hands down my face. “Well, I can tell you for a fact Sage wants nothing to do with me. I’m sure if she could have gotten away with it, she never would have told me she was pregnant with my kid.” After Sage and I ended up in bed, I had tried to call her, talk to her, hell, do anything with her, but she had stonewalled me. I knew that one night we hadn’t talked much, but I had figured she would have at least talked to me after. “Hey, wait. How the hell does everyone know I’m the dad?”
“Sage told Molly, and then Molly activated the bat phone within seconds to let everyone know.”
Fan-fucking-tactic. I knew it was eventually going to come out, but I had hoped I would have had a little bit of time to get used to the fact I was going to be a dad. I guess that wasn’t going to happen. “You say everything you need to say?”
Kellan shook his head. “There’s a shit ton more that I need to say, but I think you need to figure everything out on your own.”
“Well, thank you for coming over and telling me nothing that I didn’t already know.” I ran my fingers through my hair. “Try not to let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya on the way out.” I was done with whatever the hell Kellan was doing here.
Kellan smirked and shook his head. “Molly was right. This is going to be damn interesting but a whole lot fun to watch. You figure this shit out.” He moved to the door and raised his hand over his head. “See ya later, fucker. Try not to get anyone else pregnant before you figure this shit out.”
The door slammed shut behind him, and I blindly threw a right hook at where he had been standing.
“Son of a bitch,” I yelled. Everything was a fucking mess, and I had no idea how to fix it.
I couldn’t get Sage to talk to me before I found out she was pregnant, and now with Molly and the other girls knowing, I knew they were going to gang up on me. I didn’t stand a fucking chance.
Hell, it didn’t even seem like one of my best friends was on my side. If Kellan was here basically hedging his bets against me, I had to assume Dante and Tate were the same.
My feet traveled the short length of my living room, back and forth as I paced.
Somehow, I had gone from living on top of the world with no worries or cares to the bottom of the pile all alone.
Life fucking sucked, and I had no idea what I was going to do about it.
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