What she wants.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

My last words were firm: "Don't come any closer, Jared. I mean it."

He halted, his eyes misty. For a moment, I thought he'd defy me, but then he nodded and stepped back.

Without another glance, I turned around and hurried off. I refused to look back, quickening my step along the hallway. My heart thudded in my chest, relief flooding my system when I finally reached the sanctuary of my hospital room. I shut the door behind me, leaning against it as I let out a shaky breath. The encounter with Jared has left me badly shaken and drained.

My mind kept racing, as I couldn't get rid of the thoughts of what would happen now that Jared knew Maverick's paternity.

Would he go to court and try to take him from me, especially as I have refused to let him into our lives? No way, my inner mother instincts instantly kicked in at the thought, and I vowed fiercely that no one would take my child from me. But as much as I was being optimistic, I couldn't rule out the fact that Jared's pursuit to get back into I and Maverick's life won't halt, not when he knew the boy was his.

Just then, my phone rang. It was Ashley. I had called her earlier from the hospital and, despite wanting to rush over, she'd held off when I promised her I was stable. But she'd insisted on picking me up.

"Ashley?" I said into the phone.

"Hey, girl. How are you holding up?" Concern filled her voice.

"I'm alright. The doctor says I can leave. Can you come pick me up? I'm ready to go home."

"You don't sound so alright," she said, instantly catching on. "I'll be there in 20. Tell your mom and the little boy you're spending the night at my place."

I smiled, always like that, typically Ash.

I said and

the bathroom to freshen up, I gathered my things and waited for Ashley. She arrived as promised and texted me to meet her in the parking lot. I prayed I wouldn't run into

mother hen and let's get going

be in coma now, fighting

a laugh, but knowing Ashley, I was glad she wasn't there because she sure as hell would have gone through with

with her curses about her workaholic boss

time we arrived at her apartment and settled in with

took it without

my cheek, surprising me

murmured, hugging me and brushing

is his," I smiled

She took a sip of her beer, then asked, "How'd he find

he definitely knows. Maybe he did a secret DNA test? Maybe it was Sofia's lies catching up to him. But somehow he knows," I sighed. "You don't seem

shrugged. "Anyone who looked could see Maverick is his. Actually, I'm shocked

out a self-mocking laugh, rubbing my temples. "What do you

at me intently,

analyzing the

What do I want?

the most difficult question for me now. If I had any choice, I never wanted to lie to my child. Maverick was little, yet he deserved the truth. I was wrong on

I tell him? What was I supposed to say? 'Your father never knew of your existence just because he was too wrapped up in his good friend? or hiding the Sofia part,

Ridiculous.

long sip

or anyone

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