Cami was a liar, a compulsive one, but she hadn’t lied about the pregnancy. Henry had no idea when he might have impregnated her. They did not do it often. Only sharing a moment of –dare he say– intimacy when he did feel the need for a release. Sure it was very selfish of him to be that way, to act in such a macho manner, but he wasn’t the one keeping her by force in a loveless relationship –in a relationship that shouldn’t have taken place to begin with.
Yes, Cami was a liar. But the ultra sounds did not lie.
“Now that I have proven to you that I am indeed pregnant, when are you going to propose to me?” She asked, a s**t-eating grin stretching her lips.
“Propose?” He choked on his drink.
Henry had no intention to be more involved with her than he was. There was a kid tying them al
