he'd be more than happy to let her go now. There was no way a man like Laszlo Cstary wanted a child. She would just tell him that she didn't expect anything from him; that she would quietly disappear and he would never hear from her again. She was good at disappearing. Plus, she wasn't even sure if she wanted to keep the baby. With Jason and his whereabouts still being an unknown, it was dangerous enough for her to be in one place for too long. There was no way she could bring a baby into the mess her life had become. She took a deep breath and slowly lifted her head, ready to tell him that he was off the hook when his intercom buzzed.
"Mr. Cstary?" It was Sarah. "Your ten o'clock appointment is here."
Laszlo finally moved. He reached for the phone on the table beside the couch. "Reschedule it," he barked. "I'm in the middle of dealing with a staffing issue then I have a personal matter that needs my attention. In fact, clear my entire schedule for the rest of today." Then he hung up.
Trinity's nerves were frayed and her nausea returned with a vengeance. She licked her lips and slowly looked at him. "Lasz—"
He cut her off. "Pregnant?"
"Yes," she said looking him squarely in the eyes. "I'm pregnant."
"And it's mine?"
She sighed. The implication of that question should piss her off, but it didn't. It was a valid concern considering they'd only been together once. "Yes, it's yours."
"Wow." He blew out a breath and rubbed his hands over his face as if in shock. She couldn’t blame him. She was still in shock too.
Trinity got off his lap, turned her back to him, and fixed her clothes. She was such an idiot. She never should've told him. That had been her initial plan—to keep it a secret and just leave. And now she'd gone and ruined everything. Tears streamed down her face before she could stop them. Well, at least she had an explanation for her constant nausea, her raging desire to have sex all the time, and her erratic hormones. Behind her, she heard Laszlo stand and zip his pants. She hastily wiped away her tears and tried to take a deep breath but it came out as a sob instead.
Laszlo put his arm around her shoulders and turned her into his arms. She put her forehead on his chest and let the tears fall freely. "Shh, don't cry, love, it's okay." He rubbed her back and kissed the top of her head.
God, why was he being so nice about this? It would be easier if he'd just get angry so that she could go through with leaving. But if he continued to act okay with this, then she knew she'd cave and consider staying. And that was something she absolutely could not do. It wasn't safe for her, him, or their baby.
"That's why you wanted to leave? Because you were afraid of how I would react?"
That was part of it. "Yes," she said meeting his gaze.
"Please don't cry." He wiped her tears and smiled. "I'm not the type of man to run out on my responsibilities."
That's exactly what she was afraid of. "I know that." He might be living the life of a rich, carefree, playboy, but he was nothing if not honest and responsible.
"You can't leave, Trinity."
"I have to." Her bottom lip trembled as she spoke.
"I understand if you don't want to work here anymore, but you can't move away. You're carrying my child, Trinity. You can't deny me the chance to be a part of this."
His gaze was so intense she wanted to crawl under his desk and hide from it. She knew he was right, but how could she stay when she knew what it could mean for them? There was only one solution. She had to tell him the truth. She had to come clean about her last job, Jason, what she'd done, and how she'd run away from it all. "It's not that simple, Laszlo. There are things you don't know about me, things that I'm sure will change your mind about all of this."
"L et me be very clear about this, love. Nothing you tell me is going to change my mind. I told you before I knew about the pregnancy that I cared about you. I want to get to know you, Trinity, and I want to be