Chapter Eight
Alaric's POV:
"Fine." Nora pouts. "I told him about our son."
The slow song in the background fades and is replaced with ringing. I blink over and over again.
"You..." I can't even get the words out. I get up from my seat and drag her. "How dare you?!"
"Come on Ric. "
"Come on?!" I say through clenched teeth. "Do you know how much I tried to keep that from my father?"
She shrugs. "I thought that would make him... You know..."
"Stay away from me and my marriage Nora. I'm warning you."
"Your marriage?" She giggles. "She's not your type Ric. You hate women like her. Your secretary?"
She moves closer to me and places her hands on my chest.
"She wouldn't threaten you... " She whispers and trails her hands down. "What's in it for you?"
I grab her arm just as it's ab
