Chapter 52

NATHAN Irub my temples, my head throbbing and my ears ringing as I recall the look on her face when she walked out of my office. I’m such a fucking jackass. “Here, looks like you need this,” Mason says, handing me a glass of Scotch. Ignoring the proffered glass, I drop my head into my hands and let out a heavy sigh. The door to Mason’s office opens, and I recognize Elijah’s heavy footfalls as he crosses the room. “I’ll take one of those,” he tells our younger brother. Mason pours him one, and Elijah sits on the leather sofa beside me. “So, what’s the deal?” my older brother asks, cutting straight to the point the way he always does. “Or do we need Drake and Maddox to dial in?” I shake my head. “It’s not about business.” Mason snorts. “I figured that, bro.” I look up, glaring at him. “How?” “Never in my life seen you this cut up over business.” He shrugs and holds out the glass of Scotch, and this time I take it. “So?” Elijah prods me. “Mel is pregnant,” I blurt, in the hopes that it wi