Trinity realized he wasn't going to leave until he had his answers so she reluctantly decided she may as well get it out of the way.
"I'm five months along," she said, with her head held high. Drew blew out his breath as if he was surprised she'd tell him the truth.
"The baby is mine then," he said, as fact rather than a question. She couldn't tell how he was feeling about his child being born in a few months.
"It doesn't matter, Drew. We had a week together and it didn't work out. I don't expect anything from you, so you're free to leave. I know how you like your papers signed though, so if you have your attorney fax them to my shop, I'll sign whatever you need to be released from responsibility and you can be on your way," she said, suddenly too exhausted to stand anymore. She walked over to the couch and sat down, before her knees gave out.
"Trinity you need to figure some things out, so I'm going to leave. Call me if you need me and I'll be here within a few minutes," Damien said, before glaring at Drew. He walked out of the apartment, leaving her alone with the man who had changed her life forever. She didn't want Damien to leave but it wasn't fair for her to have him stay and deal with her problems. She watched as he walked out the door and blew out a breath, as she waited for Drew to say what he needed.
Drew began to pace the small apartment. He was so furious. There was no way he could sit down. Finally he turned to face her, when he felt he had his emotions more under control. He couldn't believe she'd keep something as important as the creation of their baby from him.
"Were you going to tell me about the baby?" he asked her. That was the first thing he wanted an answer to. He had a really bad feeling the answer was no.
"I would've, eventually," she said. She didn't see how it mattered either way as they weren't a couple. She'd have thought he'd rejoice that she wasn't asking him for anything. Didn't most men run in the other direction when women so much as mentioned a child?
"Who was that guy you were with?" he asked. He was angry about many things but the guy talking about getting her a ring was at the top of the list. She was carrying his child and no other man had a right to take his place. He would've been there so much sooner if she would've just been honest with him.
"That's Damien, we decided to get married," she said in a matter-of-fact tone, like she was discussing going to the grocery store, or the weather. She didn't seem like a bride to be.
"How long have you been seeing him?" Drew asked between clinched teeth. The thought of her with another man caused him physical pain, especially considering she was carrying his child in her womb. They were his family, not some other man's.
"He's my best friend," she said, before really thinking about her answer. She was so used to Damien and she as friends, to think of them romantically was nearly impossible. She thought later maybe she should've sounded more like they were a romantic couple.
"Why are you marrying him?" he asked her calmly and because she was still not thinking properly, she answered him honestly.
"He wants to help me with the baby," she said simply. If she would've looked up and seen his face, she would've realized her mistake in being honest.
"You want another man to raise my child?" he asked her. She finally realized there was something wrong, by the tone of his voice. She looked up at his face and what she saw took her breath away. She could understand now how he was the business man he was. He could make all men quiver at his feet with the look of pure fury in his eyes. She stared at him with wide eyes, as she wondered what to say.
"Look, we both know the week we had was a mistake. I'm not going to punish my child by trying to pretend otherwise," she finally said.
"Tell your friend the marriage is off because the real father will be doing the right thing," he sneered at her.
"Don't be ridiculous, Drew," she snapped back.
"I'm the one being ridiculous? You were trying to keep my child from me. If I hadn't shown up here, you would've never told me," he said incredulously.
"I'm exhausted and I'm done with this conversation," she said as she stood up. "Please lock the door behind you," she finished and left the room. She climbed into bed and let the exhaustion take her away.
Chapter Four
Drew watched in amazement as Trinity walked away. He wasn't used to being defied by anyone and he was certainly not used to someone dismissing him, like she'd just done. He heard the click of her bedroom door, before he thought to go after her.
He thought about breaking her door down and demanding they finish the conversation but she had looked exhausted and he was sure that wasn't good for his son or daughter. He looked around the tiny apartment. There wasn't any room for a baby. Hell he could barely move more than a couple of feet from wall to wall.