Chapter 65
Trista's POV
Samantha kept talking, her tone deceptively innocent, but her eyes were full of blatant challenge.
"We're both women," she said. "I truly don't want to make things hard for you."
She stared me down. "But I hope you'll think about the baby and leave Cassian on your own. A child needs his father. He needs a whole family."
A whole family.
In her picture, I was the obvious casualty.
I kept my voice flat and polite. "Since Cassian loves you both so much, he'll give you and your son a formal, public status eventually. Ms. Fernandez, don't worry."
With that, I turned toward the lobby doors.
She suddenly reached out, grabbing my forearm.
She dropped her voice, leaning close. "Ms. Holmes, what good is that Ironthorn Luna title if you still wear it?"
Her nails dug
