"Well, goodnight, Beautiful." He whispered tenderly as he leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on my lips.

"Goodnight, Ezekiel."

The elevator door closed behind him as I reached my floor.

I walked into my room and locked the door shut. I dropped my bag on the ground and flopped onto the couch, burying my face in the pillow and groaning loudly as memories flooded my mind.

Ezekiel, I loved you and now I love him.

I can't let him win, not when I've fallen for him so completely. I should tell him, but I don't know how. I mean, how can I possibly say to him that I'm pregnant?...