Leverage (Part II)(19)

At that she went rigid and he knew he’d just made a royal mistake. But before he could say another word, her eyes suddenly glittered with tears as she said, “Get out.” She shook her head, disbelief and hurt liberally dosed with majorly pissed off shining in her eyes and Boston knew he should drop to his knees and apologize. This woman was carrying his child. Didn’t she deserve a bit more respect than he was giving her? God, you’re acting like a douche! You’re ruining everything! And yet, his mouth seamed shut as if none of that internal struggle was going on and Julianna was the one being unreasonable.

“I’ll have a car brought around to pick you up.” He shrugged as he rose from the chair, acting as if her refusal meant nothing. “Be ready.”

“Go fuck yourself and when you’re done doing that, go fuck yourself some more,” she said, disgust in her tone and expression. “Just when I think you can’t be a bigger asshole, you prove me wrong. Get out, Boston. And don’t come back.” She raised her hands to ward off his immediate inclination to remind her of their deal and said, “Yeah, I know, you own me, well, newsflash, you’ll never own me. If you’d been a bit smarter you would’ve realized that you could’ve had something far better — my love. Now, you’re nothing to me. I’ll give the money back and I’ll figure something out for Tom. I don’t want to be in debt to you for anything.”

His stomach muscles clenched and his heart stuttered painfully. “You’re carrying my baby,” he reminded her, his gaze straying to her belly.

“Yeah and it’s become abundantly clear that you are in no way, shape or form, father material but I guess we’ll just have to let the courts decide.”

“You’ll lose.”

“That’s the thing, Boston, you have no idea what you’re truly losing so you never truly win. Now, go before I call security.”

Boston knew he should fall on the sword and beg for her forgiveness because he’d fucked up but his pride wouldn’t let him. She’d run away from him. She’d taken his baby. She’d thrown down the gauntlet. How was he supposed to react? He was Boston Kincaid. People did not take things from him and get away with it.

Ever.

So even though when he looked at Julianna, he felt an overwhelming sense of belonging, of warmth and security, and the idea of his child growing in her belly filled him with a crazy joy that threatened to spill over the sides of his heart, he simply could not do the very thing that would save them all.

With a final look at Julianna, he let himself out, slamming the door behind him.

Pissed off. Hurt. Bewildered. Confused.

When had he become such a damn head case? At the moment, he couldn’t stand his own company so he couldn’t really blame Julianna for not wanting him around either.

Good God…what the hell was he supposed to do? Had he just lost the one woman he’d ever truly loved? Was his dream of family and a happy home, just a pipe dream after all?

Could he do anything to fix what he’d truly and epically broken?

He didn’t know.

He hated to admit it but he needed help.

For the first time, in a very long time, Boston Kincaid didn’t have a fucking clue as to what he was doing.

And to say it sucked, would be the understatement of the year.


Can Boston overcome his innate Alpha nature and show Julianna his tender side? And if he can, will it be too late? Will Julianna protect her heart from Boston for the sake of their unborn child? Will someone else fill that void that Boston has left behind? Don’t miss the final installment of Leverage and find out!