Johnson Family 1: Unforgettable
direction of his thoughts sent his mind reeling. His heartbeat tripled, the pounding echoing in his head. He recalled a broken condom, his panic, and her promise to take the morning after pill. They’d had an agreement. Surely she would have told him if she was pregnant.
    He spun around when he heard a soft noise behind him. Ivy stood in the doorway, her eyes wide with apprehension.
    “Mommy, Mr., um, I don’t know his name, but he’s a writer, too—”
    “Go to my office and wait for me in there, please,” Ivy said, her voice tight.
    “Okay.” Katie picked up her pencil and notebook. She paused at the door. “Bye, mister.”
    She slipped from the room and Ivy and Lucas stared at each other in silence. He was still processing his thoughts.
    “I thought you’d gone.” Underneath the stiff tone, there was an odd note to her voice—a sort of breathlessness.
    “I’m still here.” He watched her closely. “Getting to know Katherine.”
    He didn’t hear her indrawn breath, but he saw the way her chest hitched. He stepped closer.
    “Funny how you gave her the same name as my mother.”
    “You think so? I’ve always loved the name Katherine.” She tried to appear calm but didn’t quite pull it off. Not when the pulse at her throat was beating out of control.
    “And she loves to write, just like her father. Isn’t that something?”
    She licked her lips. “Nothing special about it. Lots of kids take after their parents. Some children develop a love of sports. She happens to love writing.”
    “What did your husband write?”
    “A lot of things. A little bit of this and that.” She obviously couldn’t think of a lie fast enough.
    “Interesting.” Lucas slowly rubbed his jaw. “You know what else is interesting? She told me she’s eight years old.”
    Raw panic flashed in her eyes. Bolstered with confidence, Lucas continued. “She said her birthday’s in April,” he said through gritted teeth. Anger and disbelief billowed in his blood. “Isn’t that interesting?”
    There was no mistaking the anxiety in Ivy’s face.
    “I don’t know why her birthday would be interesting.” She glanced at the gold and diamond encrusted Cartier watch on her wrist. “You know what, I better go. As I mentioned, I have a lunch date.”
    “Not so fast!” She half-turned when his voice whipped out to stop her.
    Lucas slammed the door shut before she could escape and moved into her personal space, so close he saw the different colors in her pupils—a dark chestnut and a smattering of lighter brown specks.
    “Counting backward nine months—”
    “Whatever it is you’re thinking—”
    “Look me in the eye and tell me I’m wrong, Ivy,” he snarled. “Tell me!”
    She pressed back into the wall and a trembling overtook her shoulders. He moved closer, crowding her.
    “Tell me the truth,” Lucas said, clenching his fingers into tightly balled fists. “Tell me the truth, goddammit!” His voice had risen louder and his words came out harsher than he’d intended, but he couldn’t suppress the emotion overtaking him.
    Ivy shook her head slowly, but she didn’t respond. She didn’t have to, because he saw the answer in her eyes.
    “Jesus,” Lucas muttered, taking two steps back. His legs became unsteady, and his heart thundered beneath his ribs. “Ivy…” He swallowed, at a loss for words and overwhelmed by the burning in his chest that made it hard to breathe. “She’s my daughter, isn’t she?”
    She placed trembling fingers over her mouth. Her brows knitted together and her eyes filled with tears. She lowered her lids and drew some inner strength, because when she opened her eyes again, she appeared calmer.
    “Yes.”

Chapter Seven
    Blood pounded in his ears. “You lied to me.”
    “I didn’t lie to you.”
    “We had an agreement,” Lucas reminded her, his voice a harsh whisper. “When the condom broke, we agreed you’d take the morning after pill to prevent getting pregnant. You told me

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