Hidden (Stolen, Book Two) (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) Read Free Page A

never thought about that. I didn’t know who he was when we met.”
    Harper nodded, feeling the tears welling in her eyes. Kylie was the first person that knew what had happened outside of her and Ethan and the weight of telling her friend pushed down on her like a ton of bricks. It made it feel real and real was absolutely terrifying.
    “You went halfway around the world and screwed some stranger and might be pregnant and he just so happens to be the son of the guy spearheading the case against your father? Babe, are you sure he didn’t know who you were? This all seems...I don’t know, too coincidental?”
    Which was probably why Ethan was jumping to the same conclusion. It really would seem like more to her too if she hadn’t of seen the look on Ethan’s face at the courthouse.
    The harsh accusations he threw at her inside.
    No, neither one of them knew who the other was. It was one giant gag joke from the universe apparently.
    “He didn’t know who I was and I didn’t know who he was. We’ve actually seen each other since I got back.” She hung her head and hot tears splashed onto her clenched hands. “We sort of hooked up again last night. I hadn’t been feeling well so he talked me into seeing the doctor on staff at his place and being pregnant came out as a possibility. In Tahiti we weren’t careful. At all. One time, right? What are the chances?”
    Her voice broke on a hiccup and she bit back a sob. Pressure built inside her chest. “We were actually buying tests right before I came here. Everything was...good? Then his father called and my father is suing them for defamation because of the things they've said about him in the media. All true by the way. After everything he did, he’s trying to make it loos like he’s not the bad guy. Ethan freaked out. Asked if I knew about it and I just ran. I came here. You know the worst part? For a few minutes it really felt like it would be okay. That we could deal with whatever happened.”
    “So you don’t know for sure?” Kylie asked quietly.
    Harper shook her head. “No.”
    “Well, then, that’s the first order of business. You need to know for sure and then you can either get drunk or gorge on chocolate. And whichever it is, I’ll be right there with you.”
    Harper leaned over and laid her head on Kye’s shoulder. “Thank you.”
    “What are friends for?” Kylie wrapped her arms around Harpers shoulder and gave her a squeeze. “Now come with me. I’ve got a test in the cabinet and we will do this together. Do you need something to drink so you can pee? I’d make mimosa’s but that might not be the best thing. What if you got a false alcohol induced positive something? Can that even happen?”
    They stood and Harper followed Kylie into the bathroom.
    “Not sure that’s how it all works,” Harper said, sitting on the edge of the bathtub while Kylie dug around in a large cabinet. Her triumphant “AHA “echoed in the room and Harper’s heart skipped a beat. This was it. Moment of truth.
    Sweat beaded on her forehead and her fingers felt tingly then numb.
    What if it’s positive? What if it’s negative? What if...She swallowed against the huge lump in her throat. This was the first time that she’d ever peed on a stick like that.
    Her stomach rolled and she took a breath. “So why do you have that anyway?”
    Kylie looked at her sideways and pulled the package from the box. “Well, every once in awhile I get the urge to pee on something and since it’s socially frowned upon to lift my leg in public, I get one of these things out and pee on it since that the whole point of them and sometimes I even howl a time or two and the urge goes away.”
    Laughter burst from Harper’s chest. When Kylie lifted her leg next to the cabinet, Harper almost fell off the edge of the tub because her body shook so hard. Her friend was crazy.
    “You are the weirdest person I know, Kye,” Harper said when she could finally talk, “but thank you for