Preggers with a bang!

4

Sorry I had a bit of writer's block when I was writing this chapter

 My face paled and I was at a loss for words. Surely Griffin was just joking there was no way he would ever want to marry or be engaged to a mommy to be.

“Excuse me?” I asked waiting for him to repeat what he said. My heart beat wildly and I wanted so desperately to believe I had misheard.

He cleared his throat and his brown eyes sought mine, “I said marry me,” he told me much slower waiting to see my new reaction but it was the same as the first.

“Or would you prefer for me to be the romantic type and get down on one knee? And now that I’m saying this out loud I realize that proposing a bit differently may have been better,” he thought aloud. My heart has yet to stop hammering in my chest.

“Why would you want to marry me?” I asked. There was no plausible reason I could see for someone wanting to marry a single pregnant mother. Not to mention he was a good looking billionaire. He could have whoever he wanted no questions asked. His warm brown eyes and his equally brown hair that he looked good in either way he styled it or the way his muscles rippled under his shirt just wanting to get out from the thin material and reveal itself to the world; he could have someone a thousand times more deserving than me, but I digress.

“It would be beneficial for both of us,” he tried to persuade me. At the moment I wasn’t thinking about how marrying him would be beneficial; I was seeing myself falling in love with him. My biggest fear was that he wouldn’t feel the same way for me seeing as how he wanted this faux marriage to resolve personal issues.

“I need my family to stop pressuring me to marry girls who are just after my fame and money,” he began and then softly added, “but at the same time I could care for you and your child,” he ended with a look at my stomach. I bit my lip; surely it couldn’t be this easy. Wouldn’t that also mean that I was marrying him for money? What made me different than any of the other girls his family tried to set him up with?

I had to take though what he was saying into consideration. Without Tucker by my side not only would I be at a financial disadvantage but my child would also be raised by a single parent. He may never know what it’s like to have a complete family. What will I do when he has family outings at school? What will I say to him when he asks why his father can’t come to the father son events? What do I tell him when he asks why his father doesn’t live with us?

I looked into Griffin’s sincere eyes. With him not only would I have whatever I wanted and much more but my child would also be provided for and would never lack anything. That’s every parent’s dream. But then again I just couldn’t risk my heart a second time. Tucker crushed it enough the first time and if I were to pursue this path with Griffin I would no doubt fall in love with him but for him this would never be an opportunity to fall in love. I had to put myself out of the equation though because I want what is best for the child that will soon be brought into this world. No matter how tempting the offer sounded I just couldn’t bring the child and raise him or her in another loveless marriage, both marriages me the only one in love with the other.

I was in an internal battle; one side of me was arguing what was best for my child while the other wanted to look out for my heart. Being at war with oneself is such a difficult thing.

“That’s very tempting,” I told Griffin honestly while trying to find a way to turn down his generous offer without hurting him.

“Wait,” he cut off my refusal, “if you wanted to divorce me then you could always do that later, but this marriage could help both of us tremendously,” he grabbed my hand and made me look at him, “for example that condo I was looking into already proves we have the same taste and it could be ours.”