He hands me his phone, and I glance at the screen. It's an email. "I received this today." Each word vibrating with anger.
I have to read the email twice to make sure that I read it right. Holy fuck, what the hell did I just read?
"Jag?" I say through gritted teeth, "Want to tell me why it says that you told her you didn't want the baby?"
His eyes flash with anger. "Those words never left my mouth. Up until this email, I had no idea that Sarah was pregnant." His breathing is hard, his chest rising and falling, I've never seen him this mad before.
"Fuck, Jag." I stare at the picture of the little girl, a cute smile on her face, her blue eyes are bright like the sea, and she has one tiny tooth. "This is your daughter man; there's no denying that fucking smile."
"I have a child, one that was kept from me." He shouts. "She kept my child from me, Hudson."
"You need to calm the fuck down," I warn him. He's mad but at the wrong damn person. "Did you read the email? Or did you see the picture and see that you have a child?"
His nostrils flare. "Hudson..."
I shake my head and hand him his phone, "Don't Hudson me anything Jag. Read the fucking email. Out loud."
He snatches the cell out of my hand, "Jagger," He begins, "I know you said that you didn't want the baby and I completely understand that, it's your right not to be involved if you don't want to." Tears shine in his eyes. I don't say anything and let him continue. "I attached a picture of Allie, and I want you to know that you have a daughter, if you ever change your mind about wanting to know her, please don't hesitate to get in contact. I hope you're well Jag, and I pray that you change your mind. All my love, Sarah."
"Tell me something Jag, does that sound like a woman who kept your child from you?" I ask him after a couple of minutes, once he's managed to get himself under control.
He jerks his head, "No," he growls.
I nod. "Okay, what's your plan?"
He throws his hands in the air, "I have no fucking idea, I have no clue where she is. I want my daughter."
"Your daughter has a mother. She's not just going to hand her over to you Jag." I'm trying to be the voice of reason to him. I know that he wants his baby, I would too if I was in his position, but he needs to go about this the right way.
"I want them both. Fuck Hudson, you know that I've wanted Sarah."
I smirk, "I know, so you send her an email, telling her you need to talk. Find out what happened. Why she believes that you didn't want Allie in the first place. Something happened to make her think that way, and you need to find out what."
He nods, "I'll email her on the way to your dad's, I need to think out a response. Right now, I can't think of what to say."
"That's a good idea," I have a feeling I know where Sarah got the idea that Jag didn't want the baby, Carina. That bitch has to have had something to do with this. "I'm proud of you Jag. You didn't call her and demand answers."
He chuckles, "Who would have thought it, huh? That the two of us would think before we act?"
I flip him off as I walk out of the warehouse, "You're driving, I need to get shit sorted before we leave." I couldn't care less about this stupid fucking party, but I gave him my word. I never go back on my word. Ever.
Walking into Dad's house I already want to leave, it's filled with pretentious people and I'm being watched like a hawk as I move into the ballroom. My dad has his arm around Tina's waist, a smile on his face. He looks happier than I have ever seen him, but it pisses me off. He treats Tina with love and respect. Buys her this house like it's nothing and yet my mom's living in squalor in comparison, it shouldn't be like that.
My eyes glance around the room, taking in everyone who's here, women bat their lashes at me or flash me a come hither smile. I ignore them. I'm not here for a hookup.
"Uh, Boss," Jagger says, and I face him, his nostrils flaring again, great what the fuck is up now? "You may want to look to your right." He instructs me.
I do, my eyes glance to my right, in the corner of the room is the raven-haired goddess that I spent the night with almost two years ago. The woman that came apart in my arms and I watched because she was fucking magnificent is staring back at me with her mouth parted in surprise. The red-haired woman beside her whispers something to her and her complexion pales.
"Ah, Hudson, there you are." Dad's voice calls out, and I manage to pull my eyes away from the beauty and look at him. "Hudson this is Tina,"
Tina walks over to me and pulls me into her arms, "It's such a pleasure to meet you, Hudson, your father has told me so much about you. You don't understand how much I've been wanting to meet you." She's rambling. It’s irritating as she keeps glancing toward my dad, she’s frightened of me.
"Tina, it's nice to meet you too," I tell her as I pull away from her.
She smiles brightly at me, as she pushes her blonde hair behind her shoulder, "Oh, you have to meet Mia." She says excitedly, and I inwardly groan. I've not met my step-sister yet, but I'm dreading it. "Darling have you seen where Mia's disappeared to?"
My dad smirks, "Ah, she's hiding in the corner, although I'm wondering who gave her that glass of champagne."