His Secret Obsession
Chapter 116

(Lacey)

What the hell is Jack Lewis doing here?! Oh god..that's why I woke up in a bad mood today. I just knew something was going to happen, and here he is..looking like a damn sexy lumberjack dressed in a blue flannel long-sleeved shirt and jeans that seemed to hug his a*s a little too tight. He has to be the devil..Yep, the devil himself.

I quickly reached into the back of the car, grabbing a few bags of groceries as I decided to go the ignoring route of pettiness today. I wasn't ready to see him yet..I needed at least another day..maybe a week..heck, even a year would do. Suddenly Jack walked up to me and reached his hands out, taking the grocery bags from me.

"You shouldn't be lifting heavy things." He said smoothly, his blue gaze meeting mine as I froze in place.

How does he know that? Well..I mean it is common sense..but I doubted Jack Lewis knew anything about pregnancy in general..well, other than making babies. He is damn good at that..took one try. He should get a freaking award for accuracy.. "It's fine Jack..it's a freaking loaf of bread and chips." I snapped, my hostility catching him off guard as I yanked the bag back and stomped my way up to the house.

I heard Jack's heavy footsteps right behind me, and I swear I could feel his eyes on my back wandering up and down, making me shiver involuntarily.

"Lacey, I think we should have a talk." He suddenly threw at me, making me stop abruptly and causing him to run straight into my back. I was about to tumble forward, but before I could, Jack wrapped his arms around me, his hands splayed across my stomach as he held me protectively. The action causing my heart to race as my breathing hitched.

I can't deny that this one touch from Jack lit my damn skin on fire..it was unlike anything I had ever felt before and I didn't know how to react.

"Shit, sorry Lacey, are you okay?!" Jack tumbled out, snapping me out of this trance as I pried his hands off of me before clearing my throat and standing up straighter.

"Oh, weird..I thought my name was Lisa for some reason." I spat, choosing violence since the moment I woke up today.

Before Jack could say some snarky comment in response my brother turned the corner and looked at us suspiciously.

"Hey Lace, you remember my friend Jack Lewis from school right?" My brother asked awkwardly. He obviously knew we had run into each other before and I remembered him as a kid..but I think he was just trying to break this weird tension.

"Hmm, I think so..I guess it must not have been that memorable..it all happened so fast.." Okay..I know I am being mean. But the look on Jack's face was priceless...he knew I was eluding to when we slept together. Even though that was a complete lie, he didn't need to know that though. His head already seemed pretty big enough already.

We started walking forward as I passed my brother more groceries when I felt Jack bend down and speak right next to my ear.

"Not memorable huh? That wasn't what you said that night..I believe it went something like..oh yes Jack..please more..give me more..you are so ama.." I quickly snapped my head to the side..I'm telling you, if looks could kill Jack Lewis would drop dead on the ground right this very second.

"Don't you dare finish that sentence." I hissed through my teeth before stomping into the kitchen.

Who does this guy think he is?! Seriously?! My brother could've heard that! Then he would know for certain Jack was the father of this baby. Considering I haven't been with anyone since Mitch..my brother knows everything about me. We are best friends..I just couldn't tell him this. I felt like I would disappoint him again..Mitch and Pat were best friends and I ruined that..now I just might ruin another one of his friendships..what the hell is wrong with me? Why can't I be like other twenty-five-year-old women and date men my own age?

Wait..do I have a thing for older men? Do I have daddy issues or something?! As I began spiraling further and further down the rabbit hole of delusions..I hadn't realized my brother had gone to take a work call while Lisa had gone up to change, leaving just me and Jack in the kitchen...alone.

"Lacey." Jack said my name in a thick velvety tone, causing my throat to dry instantly. I quickly began organizing the pantry, keeping my hands busy for fear of what they might do if I turned around and looked at Jack. I didn't know if I wanted to strangle the guy or jump his damn bones..I blame the pregnancy hormones.

"I need to know Lacey, I know this might not be the best way to go about it...I don't want to make any assumptions but if you are six months along..and we..you know." He trailed off leaving me filled with anxiety as I continued to organize random cans and boxes as two strong hands suddenly reached out, stopping me.

What do I do..what do I say? Do I tell him now? What if he gets mad..what if he is angry I kept it from him all this time.

"Hey, look at me, it's okay..you don't have to cry." He whispered against my ear..I hadn't even realized I was crying before he turned me to face him..his hands reaching up as he glided his thumbs across my cheeks, making me cry even harder. No one has ever touched me like this..not even Mitch..

Whenever I cried Mitch would just get mad and say I was acting dramatic and taking things too far. So after a while, I stopped crying in front of him and would do it on my own in private.

"I'm sorry, I don't know why I'm crying." I choked out, keeping my eyes shut as I felt Jack continuing to wipe my warm tears away.

"Don't be sorry." His voice was so gentle and caring, I almost got swept away as I fluttered my eyes open and met his gaze. He truly was the most handsome man I had ever seen. His brown hair was pushed back and the urge to run my fingers through it bubbled up inside of me.

"Lacey, I have to know..please." He begged, the sincerity in his voice and eyes shining through as I dropped my head, letting more tears tumble to the ground as I braced myself for the consequences of what I was about to say might bring.

"Yes..yes Jack...the baby is yours." I breathed, unable to say it any louder than that for fear of it reaching anyone else's ears.

Jack just stood there, his eyes wide as I think he went into shock..like real full-blown shock.

"You don't have to do anything..I know this is something you don't want and I don't expect anything in return or any help. We don't even have to tell anyone and I promise you I will never ask for help." I blurted, making him finally blink his eyes as I thought maybe he was going to finally say something..anything.

"Sorry about that, just had to go over some things for a client." My brother interrupted us, making Jack jump back from me like he just got caught doing something wrong.

Honestly..that hurt..I know it's a reasonable reaction..but still.

"Well, you ready to head out? You still wanted to see that property right Jack?" My brother asked and suddenly Jack began to back out of the room. Oh god..this isn't going how I thought it would..I thought he would at least get angry or yell..or maybe be happy and excited..okay..maybe more of the angry part..I thought he would say something at least...but this..this was worse. He was acting like he had to get as far away from me as possible.

"Sorry...something just came up and I gotta go." And with that, Jack Lewis was gone..what did I expect?

Of course he wouldn't want anything to do with me..for a brief moment I just thought maybe he would. The way he touched me and the look in his eyes. It must've just been my imagination but I thought for a moment he wanted me to say those words..that he wanted to hear the baby was his. Maybe it was the opposite. Maybe he wanted me to confirm it wasn't, and I just blew his whole world up. Of course.. I should've just lied. I should've never come back to Kentville... I just end up ruining everything..Mitch always said I ruined his life..that I made him the way he was, that it was all my fault. Now I am ruining another life. But why does this hurt worse than I thought? Why..for a brief moment, did I think that maybe..just maybe he might want this, maybe he might want me. I know, how pathetic can I get?