Kevin’s POV
I watched him from across the kitchen island. Jake was calm, far too calm for a man who had been caught with his hand in my jar. He was sipping a coffee, the sunlight reflecting off his glasses in a way that made me want to shatter them.
"You think you’re clever," I growled, my hands gripping the edge of the marble. "The hotel. The doctor act. I know what you did while I was gone."
Jake didn't blink. He set his cup down and looked me straight in the eye. "I did what was necessary for her health, Kevin. And let’s not pretend you haven't been doing the same. We both know she’s carrying a secret that belongs to one of us. Probably both, given the timing."
"She’s mine," I hissed.
"Is she?" Jake leaned back, his clinical mask slipping to reveal a predatory edge. "Because she ca
