Mr. Remington Got Me Pregnant novel Chapter 10

Landon’s POV

If regret had a sound, it would be the endless dial tone of unanswered calls. The kind that buzzed in your ear long after you’d hung up. I hear it every night now.

I didn’t go through Remington Security, I wasn’t stupid. My mother would’ve sniffed it out before the first report came in, and Lily would’ve twisted it into some breakfast-table drama. I needed to stay quiet and be discreet.

So I dug into the old Rolodex. Contacts from my time in Boston, guys who owed me favors from Chicago, fixers who knew how to disappear, and more importantly, how to find people who had.

“Soft olive-tone skin, long dark hair, brown eyes,” I told one of them. “Mid-twenties. Slim. Foreign accent. Soft.”

It shocked me, how easily the description came out. I hadn’t paid attention when it mattered, but now I could close my eyes and see her clearer than anything else.

“Is she running from something?” the guy asked.

“Yeah,” I said. “Me.”

The search was slow. Most leads fizzled out. Some weren’t even close. But one night, I got a message from a retired PI out of Albany.

Said a woman matching her description had checked into a small roadside inn two towns over. No ID. Cash only. Stayed a night and left.

I was in the car within ten minutes. The room had already been cleaned, fresh sheets on the bed, no scent of her perfume left behind. But I stood in it anyway, staring at the empty space like it might give me a clue.

Like maybe if I stood still enough, I’d feel the air she breathed.

I was chasing shadows, and meanwhile, Marian was playing a game of her own.

She’d started showing up more. Dropping off coffee on my desk, little notes attached. My favorite lunch, packed neatly in a brown paper bag like we were back in high school and she was trying to impress a crush.

Always with a reason, always with that syrupy, rehearsed smile that made my skin crawl.

“Thought you’d need something warm,” she said one afternoon, setting down a bowl of soup with too much confidence. “You’ve been working so hard.”

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