Page 35 of Possessed By You

The office door opens with a tap, revealing Tiffany. When she sees me between his legs and our arms around each other, she pales. “Oh, oh gosh. I’m sorry. I didn’t know—”

I try to peel out of his grip, but his hands are locked. “It’s fine. What is it?”

“Your mother is on the line.”

“Tell her I’ll call her later.”

“I did. She’s been extremely insistent. She said she’ll continue to call until you pick up.”

“Fine. Send her through.”

“Okay. And if it’s all right with you, I’m off?”

“Yes. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Mr. Scott.” She smiles at me. “Darcy.”

“‘Night, Tiffany.”

When she’s gone, he finally lets me go with a groan. “I’ll just be a second.”

“Do you want me to leave?”

“No.” He answers the incoming call. “Mother.”

I nearly cringe at the formality dripping in his tone. Somehow by the conference table, I’m able to hear her through the receiver, and she is not happy.

“When in the hell were you going to tell me you got married?”

“It’s been public knowledge for a while now.” He begins packing up, phone to his ear.

“I’m your mother! How could you elope and not tell anyone? I’ve been out of the city, and Alexander just told me!”

“My marriage is the one aspect of my life I’m trying to keep private.”

“Private from your family?”

“Why are you calling me?”

I divert my gaze, hearing his disdain. He wasn’t kidding when he said they had no relationship.

“You married the prison girl. The girl who killed someone.”Benjamin’s eyes lock on mine to judge whether or not I’m hearing all of this.“Ben, come on!”

That’s my name.The prison girl.

“Mother, are you trying to get me to hang up on you?”

“Did you even think? This girl comes from no family, and the only family she actually did have was scum of the Earth. Do you even know who you married?”

Although her words sting, I remain unmoving. Benjamin moves around his desk, completely unfazed by her venom. No doubt he’s heard this before.

“I know full well who I married,” his eyes flicker to me decisively then back to his desk, “and who’s carrying my child.”

“What? What did you just say?”Benjamin thankfully can’t see my horror-stricken face at the drop of our news.“She’s pregnant?”

“Yes.”

“You’re having a baby?”