It was only when I got to the entrance of club did I consider how crazy my plan was. Sin was here, inside the building. I had tracked him from my phone. Up to this point my determination to see Sin and tell him about the baby had been my sole goal. Even my brother’s disapproval and concern about going out so late night hadn’t stopped me. I had eased Connor’s concerns by accepting his insistence for his driver to take me and bring me back when I had insisted on going on my own.

Even when Connor brought up the incident where the car had followed me as an added risk to me going out on my own, it hadn’t been enough to dissuade me. Besides it had been an isolated incident that had probably been my overactive imagination than anything else. I argued that if someone was following me around I would have noticed, but there had been nothing.

I pushed through the moment of panic as I adjusted the little black dress I wore. It was madness approaching him so late at night at a club. I couldn’t even understand my need to do it in the circumstances. Maybe there was a part of me that wanted to see him to see if I still loved him. I had considered that maybe my intent was to see him with the woman he had cheated on me with so it would wipe any feelings of love away, so I could just hate him. It would make it so much easier for me to hate him.

I couldn’t remember the last time I had been out to a club so I was nervous as hell. I was dressed perfectly, my make up flawless. It was to give me confidence to hold my head high and there was a part of me that wanted to look so good that he would regret what he did.

The bulky muscular bouncer dressed in a tight black shirt to show off his bulging muscles look me up and down appreciatively before he stepped aside to let me in. I took a steady breath as I entered the packed club. My earlier confidence began to wave and I had the urge to turn around and go home.

But the idea of failing when I had been so determined to take control of the situation made me stay. I wanted this over with. After tonight I would tell him and then I would know if he wanted to be a father to our child or if he wouldn’t want anything to do with either of us. Never in a million years had I ever anticipated being in this type of situation.

The club was large and packed. The idea in theory had worked but the practically of finding Sin in the throng of people seemed a lot more difficult than I had initially thought.

A few appreciative looks from some guys helped with the confidence that the opposite sex still found me attractive and gave me the courage to stay instead of giving up and going home.

I could have attempted it the next day but there was something urgent about taking care of it tonight. I hadn’t even considered what I would say when I saw him, I hoped that when the time came I would find the best way to handle the situation.

Sweat beaded in cleavage. It was hot. I stood just off the dance floor trying to scan the crowd to see any familiarity of Sin but I couldn’t find him.

There was a good chance I wouldn’t find him and this would all be for nothing.

I felt the heat of the gaze of the guy standing beside me. I wasn’t here to pick up some random guy. My heart was still too fragile to even consider moving on, no matter how good looking the guy was. And this guy was drop dead gorgeous.

“Are you on your own?” he asked, leaning closer.

“I’m looking for someone,” I said, still scanning the crowds, hoping to get a glimpse of Sin.

I swallowed, it was so hot. My throat felt parched.

“You found me.” He smirked. The confidence in this guy was something else.

I smiled but refused to look at him. “I’m looking for my…ex.”

It felt so strange to refer to Sin as that. It was a reminder of all that had been lost and I had to smother the heartache it brought to the surface.

But it wasn’t enough to get the guy to move on. He moved closer.

“His loss.” Straight and to the point.

Maybe it was the words or the way he said but I found myself looking at him. His words boosted the confidence Sin had shattered.

The stifling heat made me fan my face. “It’s so hot in here.”

“We can get some fresh air outside,” he suggested.

He was hot and had the confidence of knowing that but there was one thing that put me off him totally, he wasn’t Sin. The man who had broken my heart so carelessly. I wasn’t here to hook up with some guy. Besides I wasn’t sure I would ever be able to trust someone enough to fall in love again. Once burned twice as shy.

I was here for one reason and one reason only. If I could just find Sin. The air in the club seemed to get warmer with each passing second. I was beginning to struggle with the stifling air.

Either I needed to step out and get some fresh air or I would need to leave but I couldn’t stay inside the club for another moment. I had been to the club once before and knew there was an outside section at the back where I could cool down before I attempted to try find Sin again.

I headed in that direction without saying a word the stranger who had been trying to hit on me. It was only when I stepped into the outside garden did I take a deep breath of the cool and began to feel slightly better. The heat had been smothering.

It was only then did I notice the stranger had followed me outside.

“You okay?” he asked studying me.

“Yeah, why?” I murmured.

“You look a little pale.” He seemed genuinely concerned.

“I’m fine. I just needed a little fresh air,” I explained, with a slight shrug of my shoulders.

I was still getting to grips with symptoms from my pregnancy.

The light breeze was a relief from the stuffy heat of the club. I wasn’t even sure I could cope with returning to the hot stuffy loud club.

Maybe this hadn’t been a good idea. It had been one thing to plan this out in my mind and how I had imagined it to unfold but it was vastly different in reality.

Deciding to tell Sin he was going to be a father tonight at some random club did not seem to be the best choice. But maybe I had to admit I had wanted to see him with the other woman. I wanted, perhaps needed, to see them interact to finally accept that it was over between Sin and I.

Or maybe I wanted the other woman to see me. To face the destruction she had caused.

It was complicated. But there was nothing simple about jealously and heartache. With those emotions it was almost impossible to make good choice. When your heart was in charge, logic and reason flew out of the window.

The stranger lingered. It was time to be frank with him. I turned to face him.

“Please don’t take this wrong but I’m not here to pick anyone up. I’m going through a bad break up and things are complicated.” Only once the words were out did I feel self conscience at how much I had revealed to a total stranger.

“Sometimes the best way to move on is to find someone new.” He said it in such a way, it didn’t come across as a pick up line but rather advice.

Something caught his eye as his gaze fixed past me. “I think he found you.”

I was still trying to take in his statement when a hand closed around my wrist.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

It was Sin.

I turned to face him. His eyes glittered with unleashed anger as his gaze took in the stranger.

His hand tightened on my wrist.

If I didn’t know better, I would have thought he was jealous. But that simply wasn’t possible.