Hot Coffee (The Hollens)

Chapter 60 (Tried And Tested)

Emma's POV

It's quite funny how a guy can promise to never hurt you and say he'll always be there for you and how

much he loves you, but all that change when they run into an ex or an old high school sweetheart. They

forget you even exist.

What he did to me was embarrassing. He was, literally, flirting with Stacy Westbrook right in front of

me, and he didn't even introduce me. I expected him to be like: "Hi Stacy. It's good to see you again.

This is my fiancee, Emma, and we're having twins."

He was so excited to become a father and to spoil the kids, but he couldn't introduce them to one of his

so-called old friends? I had every damn right to be upset with him. And instead of making it up to me,

he left me alone in the room and took off to God knows where then came back smelling of cheap

alcohol five hours later.

I didn't want him around me. I couldn't stand looking at his face. I tossed him a pillow and a bed sheet

and told him to occupy the couch. Two could definitely play at this game if that's the road he wanted to

head down.

I woke early the next morning because I didn't get a proper night's rest. I made my way to the

bathroom, washed my hair, took a shower, and put on my bathing suit. I wrapped myself with a skirt

and put on a black lace cover-all and black sandals. I took my big beach hat, beach bag and a beach

blanket and left the room. Today would be my day of relaxing on the beach and enjoying the

atmosphere of the Bahamas. I wasn't about to let him, or that snake Stacy, ruin this for me.

I found a perfect spot between two coconut trees. The leaves gave perfect shade in the center so it

wasn't too hot. I put down the blanket, the goodies I brought to eat, my bottles of coconut water, and

my beach bag. I threw on my sunglasses and laid back, looking at the other tourists going for a swim.

"Hi there," someone said in front of me.

I took off my sunglasses to have a better look. He was a tall guy, very handsome with abs of steel. I

was captivated for a moment, I must admit.

"Hi," I replied, tucking some loose hair behind my ear.

"I couldn't help but to come over and introduce myself. I'm Jordan. Jordan James. J.J. for short."

"Hi J.J., I'm Emma." I shook hands with him.

"That's a lovely name for a lovely girl. So Emma, I don't mean to be forward, but you're so beautiful,

why are you out here alone?"

"Oh... I—"

"Who said she was alone?" Ethan appeared dressed in his beach trunks with no shirt. His abs

glistening in the morning sun made J.J.'s look like a dull washboard.

Jordan walked away after taking one look at him without another word.

"You're up early," he began and sat down next to me.

I adjusted myself away from him and remained quiet.

"You're giving me the silent treatment for something that's your fault?"

He was making my blood boil hotter and hotter, but I remained silently still.

"Emma. Would you stop it and look at me? I'm here with you right now and you shouldn't be upset. It's

not good for the babies."

Oh no he didn't just mention the babies...

"Oh, so now you know that they exist? Why weren't they mentioned yesterday to your ex?" I snapped.

He got quiet.

"That's what I thought!"

"Emma, your judgement is clouded and your jealousy isn't working out for us right now."

"Are you even listening to yourself Ethan? Are you? You think I would get angry or jealous over

nothing? You put me in that position!" I couldn't believe what the hell just came from his mouth. He was

changing towards me, again.

"Why do you always have to blow things out of proportion? You left me in the hotel room and came

here flirting with some guy, already. After one fight Emma! Is that how it's going to be from now on?"

I couldn't help but laugh. He was so full of it. He tried to spin the tables back around on me like he

wasn't the one who started it. The nerve of this guy.

"It's not a damn joke, Emma!" he shouted, which made me upset because he was invading my space. I

wanted a peaceful and relaxed morning.

"Why are you even here? I left your ass in the hotel room because I don't wanna be around you! You

wanna talk about flirting, what were you doing yesterday evening? You scheduled a date with your ex.

Don't you dare open that mouth of yours and try to lecture me because you're only wasting your time

and mine. Go on your lunch date. I'm sure she's already waiting for you."

"So you're going to let that come between us?"

"You made it happen. Not me! Don't blame me because you failed to be a good fiance."

"Emma what the hell do you want from me? I'm a human being. I'm a guy and we're not perfect."

"Don't give me that sorry excuse of a 'guy' and the 'we're not perfect' crap. That's crap and you know it.

Since when did I ask you to be perfect?"

"Look, I'm trying here, but you're making this difficult for me."

"And you're not making it difficult for me also? I'm the one carrying babies that you seem to not want

anymore." I began to cry. This asshole just messed up my entire morning.

"How could you say something like that? Of course I want my children!"

"You know what? I can't do this anymore. There's a limit to how much I can take and this is too much

for me."

"So what are you saying?" he asked, eyes locking hard and getting darker; but I wasn't frightened by it

anymore.

"I'm saying that I don't wanna be with you anymore. I'm saying that, after the babies are born, you and I

don't have to see each other ever again. I'm saying I've had it and I'm past my damn breaking point!"

"Emma stop talking crazy."

"Do you realize that since you saw Stacy, you've stopped call me 'baby'?"

He opened his mouth but nothing came out. He was speechless and it looked like he was wrecking his

brain to think of something to say.

I shook my head, knowing he was developing feelings for another woman. I didn't want to walk away

from him again, but he was doing things to make me do such. I left him sitting there and I went back to

the hotel room. I wanted to leave the island and end our vacation, but I wanted to stay and enjoy the

beaches and culture. I was sad and heartbroken, again. I should have never fallen for a billionaire.

I rubbed my stomach thinking about the children and if I could really just give birth to them and walk

away. They wouldn't know me or anything about me. I was getting worked up and the doctor said that I

shouldn't because too much stress wasn't good; I could have another miscarriage. Would Ethan really

care?

I lay on my back on the bed, the AC circulating over me and calming me down by the second.

I became famished so I went down to brunch at the restaurant. Ethan was there with Stacy. They were

talking and laughing then her eyes caught mine and she became uncomfortable. She mouthed

something to him and he looked over. He left the table and made his way to me.

"We saved you a seat," he said.

"No thanks. I'll just get my food and go back to the room."

And I did just that.

When I sat down in the bedroom and put on the television he walked in, walked right up to me and laid

me back on the bed.

"Get off me, Ethan!"

"Not until you calm down and tell me that you love me."

"Go back to your date!"

"You're my date," he said and began kissing my neck, one of my weak spots.

"I hate you right now."

"You love me baby. If you didn't, you wouldn't be mad still." He stopped, looking me in my eyes and

playing with my hair. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have made you jealous over Stacy. I love you. I brought you

here to have a good time and, so far, I've been messing it up and I made you cry. I'm an asshole."

"Yes you are."

"Yeah. Let's take this food to one of the yachts by the shore," he gestured and helped me to my feet.

We bought some snacks and made our way to one of the boats his mom left him docked by itself along

a jetty. We walked aboard and went inside. It was designed like a house; I liked it already.

"Do you like it?"

"I love it. This is awesome," I said with a smile.

"Baby, I'm really sorry for what I did to you. I know you saw me with Stacy again, but I was explaining to This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

her how much I love you and am proud to have you by my side and she was happy for me. I don't want

to lose you again. I don't want to lose us. Do you forgive me?"

I hesitated to answer, which made him look so sad. "Yes, I forgive you. Don't let it happen again."

"I promise you that it won't. You and the babies are the most important people to me right now."

I smiled.

He fed me like a baby when we sat down to eat.

"I love you."

"I love you too."