Chapter 1
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Prologue
“So, let me get this straight,” Chris began, sitting behind his mahogany desk in his plush leather seat, staring at me in amusement. Chris and I didn’t have much of a history together, he’s my ex-boss and we’d gone on one date–which unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you looked at it–led to him becoming my ex-boss. “You were involved in a car accident two months ago,” I nodded when he paused for confirmation. “Yet on the same night, you’d had sex with some unknown guy. You then woke up nine days later from a coma, only to be told that you are pregnant, and have amnesia. Is that right?”
“Yes.” I ground my teeth when he leaned back into his chair and laughter bubbled from his throat. “Is something funny, Chris?” My fingers gripped the padding on the underside of my chair, and I let out a breathy curse when the tips came into contact with something squishy. I settled my hands in my lap and made a mental note to sanitise when I’m finished here.
“I’m sorry,” his lips still twitched when he composed his features, letting me know the apology was half hearted. “It seems you’re in a real screwed up situation, and you know I’d love to help you, but we just don’t have any positions available for you right now. I’ll write you a reference though–”
“I didn’t come here for my job back, Chris.” He raised an eyebrow in silent question. “I’m here because I need to ask you a question,” and here it was, the dreaded question I still hadn’t perfected in asking without a blush staining my cheeks. Chris was, and still is it seemed, an asshole with a capital A, and the thought of him answering my question with a ‘Yes’ terrified me, though I’m pretty much one hundred percent sure the answer will be no. Still though, he’s on my list.
“Okay.” Here it is, the big question. I cleared my throat, squared my shoulders, and ignored the heat that instantly settled on my cheeks.
“Did we have sex on March sixth?”
