“You want her!” Amira exclaimed angrily and Xavier looked at her levelly, not saying a word. His silence urged her to fire more accusations at him, whether they be grounded or not. “You’re not in love with me, and probably never have been into me. Were you just using me to get back at her?”
“So what if I were?” He said flatly, plainly putting it out there, while looking like a relaxed devil with his hands in the pockets of his pants.
“You f*****g bastard!” She yelled at him. “I might be pregnant.”
She was using her last card, the one she thought wouldn’t have to put on the table.
“Oh, I know, and I shall have my kid, whether you want us to get back for its sake or not.”
“You won’t take my child from me!”
“See you in court then,” he said flatly, shrugging.
Amira jolted awake, f
