Indy felt like crap. She’d barely slept. She’d never been so confused in her life. Griffin being the father had never entered her mind as a reality. Lying to him had been unintentional. She didn’t like his demands, but after his apology and a whole lot of time to think, she realized she’d been wrong to lie to Richard. She didn’t want the baby to be his, and maybe, just maybe, Griffin was the father. That small nugget of hope gave her the strength to meet Griffin’s demand that she tell Richard she’d lied. He wanted Richard to know, so she’d be an adult and come clean.
Painting on her best smile, despite the way she felt, she strode through the doors of Richard’s office. At the reception desk, she spoke quietly to the secretary. “Hi, I don’t have an appointment, but if he’s not busy, could
