I shrugged, doubling down on the lie as panic overtook me. “I don’t care if you believe me or not. Henry is not yours. I slept with his father after you ran away.”
He looked stunned by that, but then, he sharply shook his head.
“Liar,” he growled. “You were never a good liar.”
I gnashed my teeth, frustration welling up within me.
“Don’t talk down to me,” I hissed. “I’m not a kid anymore, Ryan. I’ve grown up a lot since you vanished.”
“Why didn’t you tell me about him?” he demanded to know.
“He’s not yours!” I insisted. What was I doing? It was like I was being possessed by some asshole demon who was determined to completely ruin my life and I couldn’t stop it. “Christ, did you really think I wouldn’t hook up with anyone after you? Well, guess what? Once you popped my cherry, I didn’t
