"What the fuck is wrong with the two of you?!?!"

Mason swings the door open with such force it hits the wall behind. His face portrays anger. The man's practically fuming.

"Mason!" I call shoving off Graysons lap. I hear him grunt as I do so... oops? Ignoring a glowering Mason I jump at him, wrapping my arms around his neck.

At first he remains stiff but eventually he gives in, hugging me back. I pull away. His eyes instantly move to my stomach. "So I guess you know huh?"

"Yeah, there's rumours going around the whole fucking building."

Already? Actually, I shouldn't be surprised, gossip spreads like wildfire around this joint. "What exactly are they saying?" Curiosity's getting the best of me.

He scratched the back of his neck looking slightly uncomfortable "uhh well, the first thing I heard was that the baby's mine and you're saying it's Graysons because he's richer and you're married to him. Another is that you stored his sperm and shoved it up... there. Oh! There's also this one, it's actually pretty good-"

"-alright Mason, that's enough." Grayson interjects. Moving from his desk and over to us.

His arm wraps around my waist. "Ambers a real bitch. How the fuck would I store your sperm?"

"Ahem." I look from Grayson to Mason.

He continues "I think the most important thing going on here. Is that I'm going to be a dad!!"

"Mason, we've never has sex."

He shrugs "that's not what the whole buildings saying. You know I believe gossip like I believe Wikipedia. It's pure facts." I'd laugh if it weren't for Graysons death stare towards his twin.

I place my hand on Graysons tense shoulder. He visibly relaxes at my touch. But that doesn't stop the threat that comes out "you have exactly ten seconds to run before I slice your dick off and shove it up your goddamned ass!"

Masons eyes widened. "Wow brother, I'd appreciate if you left the kink between you and your wife, I'm not into that insest shit." He blows me and my stomach and kiss before sprinting out of the office.

"I swear to god I'm going to kill him."

"Calm down. He's just kidding around." I run my hands through his locks.

"How long until your interview?"

He looks down at his watch. "Two and a half hours. We've got time to get lunch?"

"Why don't we go down to the cafeteria?" His face scrunches in disgust. Because apparently it's not normal to constantly dine with your employees when you're a billionaire and are so much better than the peasants. I was a peasant, I was the peasants of peasants. I lived in a shitty apartment and lived off of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

"I'd rather take you somewhere nice. Maybe an Italian restaurant? Or French? Whatever you want."

"Well, I want to go to the cafeteria. It's good enough, plus it'll show that we have a united front against all the bullshit lies people are spreading."

He sighs. "Fine. But only for you my love." I kiss him and grab his hand.

"Let's go see if we can find Mason. He loves the cafeteria!"

"That man costs me a fucking fortune with all the food he eats from there." He grumbles from behind me.

I ignore his snide remarks. We walk to Preston's office. I spot Mason flirting with one of the many interns. The girls blushing while Masons plastered on a charming smile. Classic. Both these men are Manwhores. Well one isn't anymore. I sure hope our child does not take after them... or me. Because in all honesty I don't think I was any better. Maybe our kids totally doomed. I mean between me and my snarky comments and Graysons stone cold attitude towards everyone on the outside, we might just be birthing a spawn of Satan.

"Stop mentally rambling. I can hear it from here"

"Huh?" I'm taken out of my thoughts by Grayson.

"The baby's going to be perfect. Between you and I, our kids going to be beautiful inside and out." I smile pecking his cheek.

"How did you know I was thinking about our kid?"

"You were frantically rubbing your stomach." He points to my hand that's been rubbing fast circles. I stop.

"Oh."

"Anyway... Mason!! Come on, we're heading to the cafeteria!"

Mason shot Grayson a dirty look for interrupting his flirt sesh. Oh well. It doesn't take much for him to get women. He'll find himself a new conquest within the next five minutes.

"Mason!" I pressed. He rolled his eyes and excused himself from the intern.

He walked over to us, immediately brightening up when he looked at my stomach. I mean I'm hardly showing. You wouldn't know that I was pregnant if you saw me on the street. But it seems Mason is absolutely fascinated by there being a tiny human growing inside of me.

I swat his hand away. "Let's get food. Then once I'm finished you can rub my stomach. Deal?"

He shakes my hand. "Deal."

Mason removed Graysons hands from my waist and wrapped his own arm around my shoulders. Graysons already bought back his death glare. Silently I grab his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. Masons just trying to get to him and from what I see it's working.

The cafeterias buzzing with employees. We move to the back of the line to wait for food. Grayson wanted to skip it but I pulled him back. He needs to work on his patience and being normal.

While moving down the line. Mason and I began stacking our trays with food. What can I say, I'm starved and well, Masons, Mason.

Grayson told the cashier add it to his tab. I had him carry over my food. I'm accident prone and would for sure drop the tray. We sat at Mason and I's regular table. It's weird not having Marie here with us. But I try to push that thought out of my mind. She's getting the help she needs.

"So." Mason tears open the package to a turkey sandwich.

"What exactly went down with you up and leaving?"

Awkwardly I pick at the packet of cheetos I'd opened. I didn't really want to talk about it. Grayson and I are trying to move on. I still feel guilty. I think I always will, even though he's forgiven me.

"Brother, let's not." Graysons voice is stern, indicating that this topic is not up for discussion. I'm thankful to have him.

"Jeez, sorry. So, now that I'm going to be a papa, let's discuss baby names. Do you have an ultrasound? Does mom and dad know?"

I clear my throat. "We do have an ultrasound. I think I have one of them in my purse." Grayson rummages through it, pulling out the glossy paper. He hands it to his brother who stares at it in awe.

"Wow..... where is it?" I laugh.

"Right there." I point to the little white fuzzy blob.

Mason looks at me sincerely "the baby has your eyes."

I smack his arm laughing "Shutup. You can keep it. We've got many copies. As for your parents, we haven't actually discussed when we're telling them, although I'm sure they won't be happy to find out via a live interview." I look to Grayson.

"I thought that after lunch we could FaceTime them and share the news. Since we won't have enough time to go visit them in person."

"Sounds like a plan." He grips my hand while I shove another Cheeto into my mouth.

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The three of us, yes three, Mason required that he must also be present when we tell their parents about our baby. If he says 'our' don't listen to him. He's got some weird idea that he's the father. We all know he's joking but I swear that boy was dropped on the head as a child.

I'm perched on Graysons lap. If I had it my way I'd be seated on a chair like Mason but my soon to be ex husband wouldn't take no for an answer.

Grayson set up his computer and within a minute or two both of his parents were on the screen. "Mom, dad." He greeted.

"Hey ma! Dad!" Mason called from beside us.

"Hi, Andrea, Richard."

"Hello kids!" Andrea spoke waving her hand. I love that woman. She's so sweet and treats me like her own.

"Ahh it's good to see you my dear." Richards says looking at me.

He turns and looks at his sons "you too you little twats." Grayson rolls his eyes and Mason glares causing Richard to laugh.

"Anyway, the reason we called is because we have some big news." Grayson cuts him off.

"You're pregnant!?!" Andrea screams through the screen.

I look at her shocked "how'd you know?"

"Oh darling you have that pregnancy glow." I smirk

"Thanks but that's just sweat from all the vomiting."

Richard pipes up "you mean I'm going to be a grandfather?! Jesus, I knew this day would come I thought it would just be from one of your guys many nights of whoring yourselves out. But I'm getting myself a grandchild with parents that are in a stable relationship!! That's what I thought wouldn't happen." He chuckles to himself and Andrea slaps the back of his head.

"Richard! Don't talk about our kids like that."

"What? We both thought they were manwhores. One of them still is!!"

I start laughing. I can't help it. I hope Grayson and I end up in a relationship like the two of them have. The banter between the two and the loving glances they throw to one another is proof that love really does exist.

"Well now we must celebrate! We can have brunch, this Sunday?" Andrea asks hopefully.

"Of course, we'd love too." I smile.

We converse a little more before we say our goodbyes as if we talked any longer, Grayson would miss his interview.

After hanging up Grayson shuts his computer. "Where's the interview being held?" I ask.

"At the Ritz. After the live interview we have a photoshoot for the Times."

"The Times?! How on earth?"

"Famous business tycoon remember?"

I pay his chest "Ah how could I forget."

"Alright. Grab your things. Also I'm having the security footage from the time that Marie said a woman left my office pulled up. We can check it before the shoot and after my interview."

"Holdup did you say woman?" Mason asked

I looked over to him "yeah, the reason I left was because Marie supposedly caught Grayson cheating on me. She said she saw a freshly fucked woman leave his office on our wedding day. We're just checking the footage in case she was right since there personal files in here we don't want anyone to get off with information."

Masons cheeks went red. And I don't mean a cute little blush, I mean tomato, fire engine red. "Mason." Grayson ground out.

"Well Grayson, you know I love you and my dear sister so much. I may or may not have banged a chick on your desk, in your chair and on your coffee table to get back at you for making me work here."

"What!!" Grayson and I both spoke at the same time.