Unforseen Daddy: A bad boy second chance romance by Blair Emelia

Author:Blair, Emelia [Blair, Emelia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Published: 2019-05-01T16:00:00+00:00

13

Zayn

It is the sound of my cell phone that wakes me up, the scratchy noise that Agatha put there, and which, for the life of me, I can’t figure out how to remove.

One minute I was deeply asleep, the next I am wide awake, an odd feeling of something missing.

As I reach for the phone, I realize that Eve is no longer in my arms.

A brief touch to where she laid and the cold bed sheets tell me she’s been gone for a while.

Trying not to let that bother, I answer the phone.

“Frank Mueller Donavon.”

Agatha sounds weary and yet energized at the same time. It takes me a heartbeat to connect the dots and figure out what she is talking about.

“Works for the Tattle Buzz, one of the actual authentic tabloid magazines.” I pulls myself into a sitting position and lean against the wooden bedframe, hearing her sneer.

“Are you listening?”

At the impatient question, I grunt. “I’m here.”

“So, this little weasel is one of the best this tabloid has, usually brings genuine pictures. Even magazines sometimes run his stories. He’s the real deal. He’s up to his neck in trespassing lawsuits, libel lawsuits; you name it, he’s been to court for it.”

“How did he know about Eve and Mila?” My eyes focus on the coffee table where my clothes lay folded.

Eve.

Agatha is still talking. “He doesn’t know who they are. But he’s been following you around because of the inauguration of your new club. And since you’ve been so suspiciously quiet in terms of your lifestyle, he was probably sniffing around for some dirt, and he must have seen you with your family.”

Your family.

The term is thrown out so casually and it reaches to every crevice of my soul, making me close my eyes.

I open them again when Agatha hisses in dismay and anger. “Fuck. No, fuck. Fucking hell.”

My tone is sharp. “What is it?”

When Agatha curses again, I grit my teeth. “Agatha.”

“You’re not going to like this,” fury coats her tone. “You’re going to hate this.”

I am about to say something particularly nasty when she continues. “That bastard was at the crime scene yesterday. He got plenty of shots of Eve’s friend and you holding Eve. He’s even managed to get images of the hallway where the girl was dragged. This is bad, Zayn. Eve’s full name, the dance studio, he’s got everything, maybe except your actual association with Eve. He’s still calling her a money hungry whore.”

Anger in her voice at the term.

“She can’t see this, Zayn.”

I recall the way Eve gave herself to me, offered me her trust.

My eyes are grim. “Yes, she does. Better she hears it from me.”

Agatha pauses for a few moments. “Give me an hour. I’ll be there.” Before I could tell her no, she says, shortly, “She’ll want to know her options, Zayn. This is what I do.”

“All right.”

All the warmth from last night is now curled up in a small ball inside my chest, surrounded by ice. After a few minutes, I get out of bed and throw on some clothes, a part of me dreading the upcoming confrontation.

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