Chapter One

Her tears matched the rain as it splattered in heavy drops upon the windshield. In her urgency to get to Warren, she was running all of the red lights. She had to stop him. She had to get there before...

*Ohhh God,* Wendy was thinking. *Has it already happened? Has Warren already slept with Suzi?*

As those thoughts assaulted her, she sped out on the highway. She had to get to Suzi's Aunt Jo's cabin as fast as she possibly could... before Warren reconnected with Suzi... before he made another terrible mistake.

A day about two months prior came to mind as tears continued to blur Wendy's vision. How could Warren have been so cruel? He had loved her... or he had said that he had- but when she had went to him with news of her pregnancy, Warren had been livid. In fact, he was so angry, he had barely been able to speak.

What the hell did he expect?

They'd been having an affair for months. He had practically seduced her... and when she discovered she was carrying his child, suddenly he couldn't be bothered. Suddenly he was no longer madly in love.

"Warren, we need to talk," Wendy said as she walked into his office at the club.

"What is it, Wendy?" he asked. "I'm a busy man."

He was sitting at his desk. It was piled up with mountains of paperwork. That was the main reason he had hired Wendy to help him. He was up to his eyeballs trying to manage his business. He was a difficult man... and no one could get along with him. He had fired most of the help and the rest had run away in fear. Now it was just Wendy and Ringo who were working for him at the club.

Wendy rolled her eyes as she seated herself on the edge of his desk. She was wearing a tight purple skirt and a form-fitting silk top. Her curvaceous body was a definite distraction. Warren couldn't help but run a gaze up and down her legs.

"What the hell?" he said with a scowl. Wendy couldn't tell if his groan was one of pleasure or pain.

"I heard from the doctor, Warren," Wendy said.

She paused a moment, letting those words sink in. She undoubtedly had her lover's attention. Warren Carter was a busy man, alright. He not only had Wendy, the woman he'd been making love to so passionately for the past few months, he also had Suzi. Suzi was Wendy's best friend, who also happened to be Warren's wife.

"I'm pregnant," she told him.

He didn't say a word, but a muscle appeared to be twitching in his jaw. He did not speak. He just stared at her.

If looks could kill...

"You're lying," he finally growled.

"Why would I lie about that? Warren, I am pregnant. I am having your child."

They stared at each other for the longest time. Neither one said a word. She wanted him to be happy. She wanted him to take her into his arms.

"This can't be happening," he said.

"It is. We are having a child," Wendy said as she gave him a little smile. "'I'm having your baby, Warren. Warren Carter Junior."

"Don't say that," he said. He suddenly exploded. She had never seen him that angry before... at least not at her.

"Warren-."

"No, Wendy. You have to get rid of it."

Wendy was horrified. She went completely frozen when she heard those words. Surely he didn't mean it! He had said he loved her. He had said -.

She tried not to cry. She wouldn't cry. She refused to let him see her tears.

As she fought her emotions, she did the only thing she could. "Warren, you need a child," she said as her voice nearly broke. She was pleading with him.

*Please want me,* she was thinking. *Please want our child.*

"The last thing I need is a kid. I already have a wife... and I don't need a kid,' he said cruelly. "I said: GET RID OF IT!"

Wendy didn't stay to hear another word. She hopped off of his desk. She left his office and she didn't come back. For several days, she stayed away.

It was three weeks later when he called. She had been lying down in her bedroom in the dark. She hadn't wanted to see anyone. She had stayed completely isolated.

"Did you do it?" he was asking on the phone.

"Do what?"

"Did you get rid of it?"

A blank expression crossed Wendy's face. "Of course I did," she said venomously. "You said you didn't want it."

"Are you coming back to the club? I need you, Wendy."

"Go to hell," she said. "Take care of things yourself."

With those words, she hung up the phone. She had gone entirely numb. She didn't scream and she didn't break things. Instead, she crawled into her bed, pulling the covers up to her neck. It hurt as if her heart had been severed from her chest. How could he have been so cruel?

How could Warren Carter hurt her this way? She had vowed she'd never let him. She had fallen so hard and so fast.

How could she been such a fool?

She had tried to go on without him. She did her best to move on with her life, but then her mother had told her the news. Warren was trying to work things out with his wife. Warren had gone back to Suzi. He was going with Suzi on a romantic getaway at her aunt's cabin. Wendy had to stop him. She had to tell him the truth.

She couldn't let him sleep with Suzi again, not when his heart belonged to her. She was sure that under his rough and angry exterior, there was love in Warren's heart. His heart beat for her; she was sure of it. She was determined to make him admit it.

As she drove on through the rain, Wendy said aloud, "I am coming for you, Warren Carter. Be ready."

~*~o~*~

Meanwhile, at Jo's cabin, Warren stood on the rustic wooden porch. The rain was falling heavily, soaking his shirt. He couldn't believe that he had done it - slept with Suzi again. He had sworn he would never return to his wife, but he had lost Wendy, the only one he had ever truly cared for. He was hurting and in need of comforting. With Wendy gone, Warren was trying to make his rocky relationship better with his wife.

After having sex with Suzi, Warren had wandered outside. He couldn't hold her and cuddle her. Not when he was thinking of her.

He was thinking of that fateful day- the one when she told him she was carrying his child.

"I'm pregnant," Wendy said.

He wasn't able to speak. Pregnant? Wendy was carrying his baby?!

Warren had always wanted a child, but Suzi had refused to get pregnant. She told him it was too soon. It was one of the many things they hadn't agreed on.

As much as he longed for it, he feared that it would interfere with his plans. If he didn't have Suzi's trust fund, he was going to lose the club. The club was his only means of success. If he lost the club, he'd lose all the power that he was craving. Power was like a drug to him. He craved it more than Wendy. He craved it more than sex.

"You're lying," he said in a growl.

"Why would I lie about that? Warren, I am pregnant. I am having your child."

They stared at each other as the gravity of it hit Warren like a ton of bricks. Pregnant. Wendy was pregnant. And for a moment, he felt happy. Incredibly ecstatic... but then reality struck. It struck him hard as it slapped him in the face.

"This can't be happening," he said.

"It is. We are having a child," Wendy said as she gave him a little smile. "I'm having your baby, Warren. Warren Carter Junior."

"Don't say that," he said, becoming suddenly angry, He was about to explode.

"Warren-."

"No, Wendy. You have to get rid of it."

"Warren, you need a child," she said as her voice nearly broke.

"The last thing I need is a kid. I already have a wife... and I don't need a kid,' he said cruelly. "I said: GET RID OF IT!"

Wendy quickly hopped off his desk. She left his office and she didn't come back.

He had lost her because he had been an ass. As he recalled that fateful day, his tears mingled with the rain. It fell upon his cheeks. If he could take it back, he would. If only he could have saved their child... but he had been a terrible coward.

*She hates me,* he thought. And he didn't even blame her.

She couldn't hate him more than he hated himself.

~*~o~*~

As she was speeding down the highway, her tears continued to flow. They burned and stung at her amethyst eyes. The rain was falling so heavily upon the windshield; Wendy could barely see. She didn't see the stop sign. All she saw was the headlights of a truck as it slammed into her from the side.

Her car was tossed across the roadway as Wendy let out a loud and painful scream. Her car crashed into a tree as Wendy went silent. The rain continued to pound relentlessly against the broken windshield.