Page 139 of Tempting Miles
He gets up from the couch and pulls me into a hug.
And just like when I was little, I melt into Dad’s arms.
“Wait, I’m so confused. He said you were sick,” I whisper against Dad’s chest.
Dad pulls back, frowning.
“What? No sweetheart, I’m not sick. I’ve been under a lot of stress, but that’s about it. Why?”
“Easton told me your heart condition was getting worse.” Anger surges through me. “He said the stress could kill you.”
Dad’s expression darkens.
“I’ll make sure he pays for everything he’s done,” Dad says, finalityin his voice.
After a long moment, he kisses the top of my head and sits back down next to Mami. The smile they share puts me at ease.
“So what happens to Easton now?” I ask. “You did sign those documents, right?”
Dad nods once.
“I signed documents stating Levine Construction was collateral until I either paid the 850 million dollars or won it back.” His jaw hardens. “What I never signed was any agreement saying my daughter had to marry a Ryan.”
I frown. That’s not what Easton showed me.
“Right after you left the club, I called my lawyer and went to the police station.” Dad leans back against the couch. “I gave my statement and handed over every document we had.”
Relief and rage crash through me at the same time.
“Is he going to jail?” I ask through clenched teeth.
“God, I hope so,” Ma mutters.
Dad nods grimly. “That’s what I want, hija. He needs to pay for putting you through this.”
“Good,” I whisper. “I hope the whole family pays for everything they’ve done.”
Mami’s eyebrows shoot up.“Family?”
“Oh yeah.” I let out a humorless laugh. “Helen told me she helped Easton come up with the whole plan.”
Mami’s eyes widen so much it’s almost scary.
“I’ll take care of that bitch.” She clenches her fists. “No one messes with my baby.”
Dad and I laugh at her outburst.
And watching them together—watching how fiercely they love me—I know Miles and I will love our baby the same way.
Guilt grips my heart like a vise. I wish I knew the right thing to do.
Right now, I’m not even sure I’m keeping the baby growing inside me.
But there’s no way I can tell them that today. Not on top of everything else.
Once we’re settled back in our seats, Mami leans forward eagerly.
“Now,” she says with a sparkle in her eyes, “tell us more about Miles.”
