Chapter Fifty - Eight

EVE'S POV

Regardless of the blowout with Luke the previous time, I still wasn't deterred in my pursuit. Luke wasn't going to escape my claws. I'd begun deliberately ordering baby clothing and other things and having them delivered over at his house or at his office. Either way, I was communicating the message. I was carrying his baby. He refused to respond to my calls or texts, and once, when I'd gone to his house he hadn't let me in. He was shutting me out. But that didn't matter. I still was going to get what I wanted from him.

I was on my way to his house once again when my phone rang. The call ID flashed, showing that it was Ezekiel. I parked the car. I had to hear Ezekiel's voice.

"Hello Sweetheart " he said lazily at the other end of the line. Something must be up because his voice sounded unusually pleasant. He was making a great effort, and that meant he probably had a request to make.

"What do you want Ezekiel?"

"Awwwn, come on sweetheart. No good morning? No nothing. Naw!