Page 25 of He Is Ours (Lovers in Crossfire #2)

Chapter twenty-five

Olivia

I

am

sitting

in

my car for lunch break; I need to call Oliver. It's time for me to figure out the truth about why Dad never told me about my family. I am tired of the secrets, and I also need to tell him about the baby.

I pull up his contact information on my phone, and my finger hovers over the call button.

Do I want to be a part of this lifestyle?

I kind of already am. I am having a baby with a man who is a part of the Cartel.

Sorta. I shake my head and tap the little green button before I can talk myself out of it.

"Hey, Liv! What's up?"

"Hey, we need to talk."

"Alright.. straight to the point, I guess. What's up?"

My mind is wandering. I know I need to have this conversation. I take a deep breath before I just spit out my thoughts.

"Why did you and Dad keep the family business a secret from me?"

"Damn. Okay, bringing out the big guns. Nice to hear from you too, shithead."

"Don't be a smart ass with me. I am being serious, Oliver. Why the fuck did you guys feel like I was too incompetent to know what was going on?"

"Dad didn't want you to be involved. He told me not to tell you. He didn't want you to be in danger."

"ME! IN FUCKING DANGER! I HAVE THE SAME FUCKING LAST NAME AS YOU! I AM A COP! I'M ALWAYS IN FUCKING DANGER!" My anger is boiling over. I’m more pissed off than I thought I would be.

"Damn, ok, Liv. I get it. I am just telling you what Dad said. Don’t need to yell at me about it. If you want to yell at someone, yell at Dad.”

"I will do whatever I damn well please, Oliver. You don't get to dictate my life. I am a grown ass woman who is about to have a kid, and I will do what is best for me and my family."

"Wait a whole ass fucking minute. A kid? Olivia, what haven't you told me?"

"I'm pregnant. I just found out yesterday."

"Is it Alex's baby?" The question makes the tears flow again.

I hiccup, "I don't know."

"It's okay, Liv. We will figure this out, even if Alex isn't the father, we will figure this out. You have options. We can take you to the clinic to have all the options laid out for you."

Is he talking about abortion? I will not be fucking aborting my baby. I don’t judge people who do, but I don’t have the conscience to do that.

"I will not be killing my baby. My option is to keep this baby. I am going to make an appointment with an OBGYN soon. There is no way in hell I will kill this baby. I just can’t do it, Oli."

"I wasn’t trying to tell you what to do, Liv. I was just saying you have options. You know I will always support your decisions, no matter what they are."

"I know, it's just.. Rachel didn't have a choice about her baby, and this is going to be our baby."

"Our?"

" Yes. Mine, Rachel's, and Alex's baby."

"Do they know?"

"Of course they know. They found out right after I did."

"And Alex is okay with it possibly not being his?"

"Alex said it may not be his biologically, but it is his."

"Good. He better step the fuck up."

"Oliver. Alex is a good guy. You know that. You are the one who told me that. You told me to hear him out."

"Yes. You are right, I am just protective of you."

"Oliver, I am fine. I am safe."

"For now..."

I roll my eyes at the phone.

"Are you still in San Diego or did you go back home already?"

"I am not going home until the Starr brothers are taken care of."

"Alright, cool. So, since our birthday already passed and we didn’t get to celebrate, why don't we have dinner at my place or something?"

"Liv, that's hella random, but yeah, that sounds great."

"Cool, I’ll plan it for this weekend so you can go do what you want on the actual weekend of our birthday."

"I still don't get why an almost thirty- five year old woman is obsessed with birthdays."

"Because it's our fucking day, asshole! Leave me alone and just party."

"Whatever, diva."

"Whatever, asswipe! I've got to go back to work. I'll text you later about what time to be at Alex's house."

"Alright, have fun, sis. Love you."

"Love you too. Bye."

I hang up and just stare at my steering wheel for a while.

I don't know what to think about the conversation.

I guess I will be dealing with the Cartel more than the Irish, since my dad is being a butt.

Alex won't really have a choice if I am in his life.

We are a team, and he won't be taking down Lopez García without me.