Chapter 53: Lunch
KRIS:
"Where are you going?” His husky voice asked, stopping me in my tracks by the door.
"Out for lunch.” I replied without sparing him a look.
"No.” He replied coldly.
"Excuse me?” I asked, this time around looking at him with furrowed brows.
"You're not having lunch with him.”
I should have known.
He was referring to Dean. I'd been having lunch with him since I resumed.
"It's a good thing I have legs.” Ignoring him, I turned the door handle but his next words made me freeze.
"I'll fire him.” He stated calmly.
"You can't do that.”
"Dare me baby.” He had an annoying smirk on his face. "You're having lunch with me.”
"I'd rather starve.” I huffed, retreating to my desk.
"We'll see about that.” Picking up his phone, he placed a call to his assistant, ordering lunch for two to be brought to his office.
Moments later, the food arrived.
"Come eat baby.” He called, eyes on me.
I ignored him, focusing on the emails I was replying to. Without looking at him, I knew he was smirking because the aroma of Chinese food hit my nose.
Immediately, my mouth began watering but I ignored it. My stomach had other plans though. It rumbled.
"You don't want the food cold, do you?” He taunted. He must have heard my rumbling stomach.
"I'll eat at my desk.”
"No. Here with me or you stay hungry.” He stated giving no room for argument.
I tried ignoring the food again but my stomach rumbled louder making him chuckle.
Bastard.
Reluctantly, I got to his desk and sat across from him. I helped myself with the food without sparing him a look.
The first spoon (yeah chopsticks are not for me) hit my taste buds and I moaned at the taste. I heard a sharp intake of air. Looking up, I found him looking at me with hooded eyes like I was his prey.
"Don't do that again.” He growled. The sound went straight to my core but I ignored it, pressing my legs tightly together.
"You have no right to tell me what to do.” I replied, going back to my food.
"Really? But you let me fuck you.”
That hit home. He made his point. Letting him touch me had been a mistake on my part.
Gulping the remnant of the food in my mouth, I placed the paper plate on the table before standing on my feet. My legs swayed a little but I ignored it.
All the while, his eyes were on me with an expressionless look.
Pulling the chair back, I moved away but the last thing I saw were black dots blurring my vision.
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I opened my eyes to what I recognized to be a hospital room.
How did I get here?
I tried moving my left arm but I felt a slight pain. Looking at it, an IV was connected to my arm with drips flowing through.
I racked my brain to remember how I got to my current location but nothing came to my mind.
"You're awake.” I turned towards the voice. "Thank God.” He muttered, worry easing from his features.
Huh? Does he know God?
It was Lucian.
Not who I expected at my bedside but I needed to know how I got there. So I asked.
"What happened?”
"You fainted.” He said in a small voice.
My brows furrowed but almost immediately, all the events of the day came rushing in.
My hands flew to my stomach.
"Oh my God! My baby.” I panicked. "I—doctor….” I croaked out.
"The baby is fine.” I was too worked up to register his words.
"No. I need to confirm it. Doc….”
"It's okay. I'll call her.” He interrupted me. Placing a kiss on my head, he exited the room.
Minutes later, he came back with a lady by his side. She looked to be in her early forties.
"Is my baby okay?” I asked at the sight of her.
"It's very much okay.” She smiled and I exhaled loudly, relaxing in the bed. "But you'll have to stop stressing yourself. You need to stay healthy for the baby.” She advised and I gave her a small nod.
Turning to Lucian, she said:
"Please take care of her.”
"I will.” He said in all seriousness. That was when it hit me that he was still there and he knew about the baby now.
Oh My God!
The doctor smiled at us before leaving.
Once she was gone, he asked the question I'd been dreading.
"When were you planning to tell me about the baby?”