#Chapter 52: The Alpha’s Gaze

Moana

“You’re not pregnant, are you?”

I froze at Ethan’s words, my eyes wide as I stuttered to come up with a response. “I– I’m not–”

Ethan, seeing my uncomfortable struggle, lowered his glass and quickly shook his head to dispel the seriousness of the suggestion he had just made.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I was only joking. Maybe that wasn’t a very appropriate thing to joke about. It’s fine if you don’t want to drink alcohol tonight.”

I tried to laugh off Ethan’s joke, but it was almost embarrassing how astute that joke actually was — if only he actually knew. Then, quickly, I fumbled in my mind to find the right excuse so as not to raise any more red flags about the reality of the situation. “I just… I need to be up early tomorrow, to take Ella to her training.”

Ethan nodded understandingly, but oddly looked a little disappointed at the same time. I watched as he silently took a sip of his wine, then set the glass down.

“I hope that’s okay,” I blurted out. “I suppose I should’ve said something before you spent the money on a bottle of wine.”

“No, no,” Ethan assured me. “It’s perfectly fine. Although, I must admit, I was secretly hoping for something.”

I raised my eyebrows. “Hoping for what?” Nothing could have prepared me for what Ethan said next.

the weekend,” he said. “Admittedly, I was hoping to bring you there

taking me home to his penthouse for the night. I supposed, then, that it was silly of me to ever

said, frowning a little, “I thought we were just

I was hoping to have a little

air that I felt I could cut them with a knife. Just as it was becoming unbearable, the

said, abruptly ending the awkward silence, “and penne alla vodka

first time in days, I actually wanted to eat. In fact, the food was so tantalizing, that as soon as I took the first bite, I knew that this very dish could perhaps become my

said, setting down my fork so as not to eat

Ethan’s penthouse, and actually

enjoying a lovely dinner together, Ethan took me back to the spot where we

a wonderful night,” I said.

really am sorry about that misunderstanding earlier. I know that it was inappropriate of me to assume

I nodded.

think I’m a little jealous that you sleep with Edrick every night,” he said. “I know it’s

interrupted. “On the night

be taken aback. “I’m sorry. I hope that I

I’m glad that it’s over.” I realized, as I finished talking, that my hand was on my belly. I quickly pulled it away and got out of

looking a little

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