Lately, Alistair's attitude toward Ruby had chilled so fast you could practically see the frost forming.
Ruby tried every trick in the book, but Alistair remained stubborn as a mule, he simply wouldn't marry her. Thankfully, his family was willing to step up for the child, but Ruby dug her heels in and flat-out refused to let the baby go. She had it all figured out: as long as she held the child, the family couldn't shake her off. Give it time, and Alistair would eventually cave.
But she never got to that day.
That weekend, Alistair's parents wanted to see their grandson, and for once, Alistair didn't brush them off. He drove straight to Ruby's place. He swung the door open to find a man and a woman sprawled on the bedroom.
The woman was Ruby, completely naked, draped over some guy.
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