“Love you too.”
Jagger also kisses me on my cheek. “Thanks for dinner Mia, I really need to come here more often.”
I shake my head as I roll my eyes. “Jagger, you’re here more than anyone.”
He glares at me. “And?”
Sarah drags him away. “Let’s go before you annoy her. Talk to you later, Mia.”
Once they walk away I turn back to do the dishes. My confusion of Hudson’s decision is changing to anger. It seems as though he doesn’t give a shit about me or our child.
“You okay, Mia?”
I jump at the voice, my heart pounds. God, he scared the crap out of me.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” Harrison says as he reaches into the cupboard and takes down the bottle of Jack and a glass.
“It’s okay, I was in a world of my own. I didn’t hear you come in.” I rinse off the plates and put them into the dishwasher.
“You doing okay?”
I shrug. “I guess.”
“If anyone can get him to see sense it’s you. Although Sarah sure gave him a lot to think about. Damn, that woman will give Jagger hell if he fucks up.”
I smile. “Yes, there’s no doubt about it.”
“Just as you will. You two ladies are ferocious.”
I turn to look at him. “We fight for what we want and we protect those that we love. I also know the battles I need to fight and when to back off.”
“And is this a battle you need to fight or back off from?” he asks with a raised br
ow.
“That, I’m not sure. I guess I’ll find out once I talk to him.”
He smiles at me. “Give him hell.” He leaves the kitchen, and within moments I hear the front door close.
I finish the dishes, trying to tamper down my anger. I want to talk to him with a clear mind. God knows how that’s going to work. My anger just seems to rise the longer we’re apart. I’m pissed that he’s putting our child’s life in danger by not finding out all that he can.
Fourteen
Hudson
Downing the glass of Jack, I wait for the burn to come but it doesn’t. Fucking useless. I’m angry, and this is doing nothing to help. I’ve spent the last hour getting my security updated and my protocols changed. While I was on the phone, I had more cameras added. The more eyes the better. The door to my office opens and I lift my head to see Mia walking into my office. She’s not happy and I know why, hell I’m not fucking happy. This is a clusterfuck and I’m wondering just how I’m supposed to weave through the mess. She hesitates, then crosses her arms over her chest as she leans against the door.
“Are you ready to talk yet?” she asks me, her tone one of disappointment and I think I hear a hint of anger in there.
I sigh. “What do you want to talk about?” I ask deadpan and her eyes narrow at me. “Mia?” I question, I’m being an ass.
She raises her brow at me. “Hudson, I’m hormonal enough without having to deal with your stupidity. You know what I want to talk about. The fact that your mom could be the reason why Martin knows stuff he shouldn’t.”
I pour myself another drink, I knew that me trying to put her off wouldn’t work. “Sit down, Princess.” I tell her softly and immediately her stance changes, gone is the protective stance. She walks over to my desk, sitting down in front of me. “Thank you for dinner.”
She glares at me, that’s not what she was hoping to hear but it needed to be said. She spent a long time working on it and it went to fucking shit due to the bombshell that was dropped. “Hudson, why haven’t you spoken to your mom?”
“I’ve tried. As soon as I found out, I texted her asking her to meet me here and she never responded. I’ve called her and I’ve had Aaron go to her place. She’s not there.”