Chapter 335

  That’s not a good sign. Oh god.

  “You sure?” Jake’s even voice is simmering with rage. His no-nonsense posture and tense muscles make my heart pound through my chest.

  “Positive. I was screwing her friend Amy last night, that’s how I found out she was pregnant. Amy told me where she is.” Ben shrugs into his jacket.

  What is it with these Casanova men and random hook ups?

  “Why haven’t you gone to see her then? Asked her before you saw Jake?” I wish he had, we could’ve avoided all of this, saved it for a time when Jake is sober, and this isn’t so fresh. I can feel anger bubbling inside of him and it’s only spelling disaster.

  “I needed space to think. Then when I saw you two at the club earlier, I figured some confirmation was a good idea. For all I knew Amy was lying.” Ben is seemingly more accepting of this situation than Jake, but it’s most likely because he hasn’t had months of Marissa badgering him, arguing, and digging her claws in.