Isaac had just pulled off his tie when the knock came.
It was a soft and hesitant two taps.
His eyes narrowed. Nobody knocked on his door, nobody dared, everyone in the house knew that when the study light went off, the house went silent. He valued privacy more than anything, always had.
Especially tonight.
He had been lying to himself the entire evening, convincing his mind to stop going back to her, to the way her voice trembled when she said let go, to the look in her eyes when he stood in front of her.
She was just the surrogate, that was the deal.
Yes, he had the child he wanted but not the way he planned, he didn't want his child with her anymore especially after that night, it had been a mistake, a moment of weakness, one he’d already buried, so her showing up pregnant was far
