Emily POV
"You don't deserve to know this but I'll rather you hear it from me than from someone else..." I said, walking right back up to his desk, fury simmering in my eyes like lava ready to burn s**t down.
His eyes narrowed, sharp and unreadable. "What is this about, Miss Hart?"
Bitch, don't Miss Hart me.
I took a deep breath, letting the words settle in my chest before I fired. "Well... congratulations, daddy to be."
Yeah. I said it.
He blinked. That cold ass exterior flickered, but not enough to satisfy me. "What do you mean daddy to be, Emily?" His voice dropped, slow and dangerous, like I had just handed him a live grenade.
Good. I had his full damn attention now.
I crossed my arms, tilting my chin up just slightly because f**k backing down. "I'm pregnant.
