Free The Bad Boy's Biggest Mistake by Sam Crescent

chanced a glance at her. Quickly his
gaze returned to the road. “When you told me you loved me, I wanted to give you
everything. I was married to Kate, and I didn’t see any other choice than to
push you away.”
    Staying silent was the best thing for her to do.
Tristan didn’t need words. He needed to get his thoughts off his chest.
    “Finding out about the baby was the worst. I pushed
you away to the point you couldn’t even be honest with me. I remember when we
talked outside of The Dugout after I talked to Steve and Zoe. You asked if
there was any chance I’d leave my wife. Do you remember?”
    “Yeah, I remember.”
    “Did you know about the baby then?” he asked.
    “Yeah. Your
answer was going to be the deciding factor on staying or leaving Law Castle. I
wasn’t in touch with my dad then. Losing the baby meant I could stay home.”
    “But my answer was going to send you away?” he
asked.
    She nodded. “Law Castle is my home. Leaving town is
the last resort for me. I know the people would support me, and I’d have Zoe
and her men for company. Stefan would probably move me into his home, but it
wouldn’t have worked. You’d know and I would know the truth, and even if you
didn’t know, seeing you every day and knowing you thought it was someone else’s
baby, would be the worst. I planned to leave into my fifth month.”
    Her fifth month had never come about. She’d been
shot and lost the baby before her fifth month came around.
    Tristan reached out for her hand. “There will be
more babies.”
    Vicki didn’t dispute his statement. She would have
more babies. If she had them with him was the question.
    He pulled up into a parking space. The supermarket
was large, larger than anything inside Law Castle.
    “Wow,” she said. She’d never been to such a large
supermarket before. “I’m sorry.”
    “Don’t be sorry. You’re showing your small town
roots. Come on. If the outside impresses you, wait until you see the front.”
    Vicki got out of the car and was shocked when
Tristan grabbed her hand, shocked and delighted as a bolt of electricity went
up her arm from the simple contact.
    He held her hand as they walked through the doors.
Tristan only let her go to get a trolley for them to fill. She did a quick sum in
her head on how much she could spend.
    When she told Tristan how much he shook her off.
    “This is on me. You’ll get what I tell you to get.”
    His commanding attitude pissed her off. She wasn’t
going to cause a scene in front of everyone inside the supermarket.
    She followed him around as he filled the trolley
with fresh vegetables. When she placed chocolate and unhealthy foods he batted
her hand away and took control. Vicki watched as he allowed some chocolate but
nothing she’d come to regret later.
    “You’re going to control my food?” she asked. “Is
that another aspect of your Dom control?”
    He paused and stared up and down. “I’ve not been in
charge of your life, and look at you. You must have dropped a minimum of two
dress sizes, and your hair has seen better days. The Vicki I know wouldn’t have
let herself drop so suddenly.”
    His remarks cut her deeply.
    Food held little appeal, and besides washing herself
in the shower she’d not taken all that much care of herself.
    “I didn’t see the need,” she said.
    They were alone down the aisle. Tristan leaned in
close. “From now on you better see the need.”
    “I’m not going to look pretty for you,” she said.
    Tristan shook his head. “You’re going to start
looking pretty for yourself, and in turn you’ll be looking pretty for me.”
    She didn’t argue with him even though she wanted to
desperately. Instead she followed him around the supermarket. For as much as
she wanted to hate his belligerent attitude a part of her liked it because he
was showing he was sticking around. Kate wasn’t going to take Tristan away from
her, and for that, Vicki was happy.

Chapter
Eight
     
    By the time Tristan