The Imposter II (an alternate version), Chapter 9 (Evian)
by ejcrane



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Closing her eyes and shaking her head, Eve blinked them open again and stared straight in front of her into the mirror at herself. No wonder why she couldn’t seem to keep anything down lately. Staring off to the side, she couldn’t help but wonder how she was going to break the news to him. Would he even want to know? Would he even care?

It had been a month and a half later since after she kicked him out of their bedroom, and it was now the morning of the day of their anniversary. It was just her luck to find out today that she was pregnant. It must’ve been from their short time on the stairs…



That morning, she decided what she was going to do. She wasn’t going to tell him anything!

And now it was time for their anniversary party; the one they had every year, where they invited friends and everyone who was anyone…

“Eve, can we talk? I, I have something to tell you, and it’s very important…”

“Will you excuse me, I have a party to attend to,” she lifted up her dress a bit to descend the stairs.



“Pilar?”

“Yes, Mr. Crane?”

“No…no soy ‘Julien’…soy, Juli-AN.” (“No…I’m not ‘Julien’…I’m, Juli-AN.”)

“No…mentiroso!” she backed away from him. (“No…liar!”)

“Estoy diciendo la verdad, Pilar. Soy, Julian…” (“I’m telling you the truth, Pilar. I’m Julian…”)

“Ay, hijo! Ven aca…deja me abrazarte!” she rushed into his arms. (“Oh, son! Come here…let me hug you!”)

The two talked and caught up on everything. Pilar now knew what Julian was doing in the mansion, taking his brother’s place…she wasn’t surprised that Julien Crane cooked up this scheme…

“La ama, Pilar…la ama con toda mis fuerzas…” he confessed to her. (“I love her, Pilar…I love her with all of my strength…”)

“Lo se,” she nodded. (“I know.”)

“Pero, no se que hacer…tengo una novia. Vamos a casar muy pronto…” (“But, I don’t know what to do…I have a fiancée. We’re going to get married very soon…”)

She sighed and spoke…

“Hace lo que necesitas; que esta en su corazon…” she patted him on his back and walked out of the kitchen to tend to the party guests. (“Do what you need to; what’s in your heart…”)

Julian nodded to himself and knew what he had to do. He had to find Eve and tell her the truth. Tell her who he really was and how he felt about her…

He took a deep breath and went in search of his wife…but he didn’t have to search for too long, for he found her in one of the dark corners with HIM again!

Julian marched up to them and pulled them apart…

“Oh, Julien, darling…since you didn’t feel like f***ing,” she said out loud, loud enough for everyone to hear, and they did, for the music stopped playing and everyone looked to them, “I found someone who WILL…”

He grabbed her arm and pulled her from Michael.

“Don’t you ever touch her, a**hole…if you know what’s good for you!” he said through gritted teeth.

“Get your hands off of me!” Eve exclaimed and grabbed Michael’s glass of champagne and threw the contents into Julian’s face.

He closed his eyes and wiped his face with his sleeve. And then, he opened his eyes back up and grabbed her arm again…

“Carry on, carry on,” he advised the crowd as he shoved Eve into the kitchen, “Sal de aqui! AHORA!” he told the cooks. (“Get out of here! NOW!”)

Watching them leave, his back was to her and once he turned to face her, that’s when Eve picked up a canister of flour and flung it at him, but he dodged it just in time and it shattered on the floor.

“Ohh, you want to get rough, hey?” he raised a brow as he walked to the island in the middle of the kitchen and picked up a pie, “Tell me, Eve…how’s the pie!” he asked as he smothered her face in it.

“YOU!” she tried to catch her breath and wipe her face at the same time, “YOU!” she went at him with her balled up fists.

“Oh, no you don’t, darling!” Julian chuckled as he pulled down her strapless dress to reveal her breasts to him, “Damn, you look so good tonight,” he placed kisses about her cleavage, “And that pie…only on you it could taste so damn delicious…so sweet,” his tongue swept across her skin.

Julian then backed her up against the wall and lifted her dress and literally tore off her black lacy tanga. His hands unfastened the buttons on his pants, and soon, he lifted Eve up into his arms, her legs hugging his hips, and the two were one…

“I want you, Eve…I do, I do! I love you, darling…I love you…” he cried out.

All Eve could seem to do was hug him to her and cry along with him. It had been so long since she felt his love for her…too long!

The two made love on the flour covered floor and soon, their clothes were white…

“I want to make love to you in our bed…if you’ll have me,” he pleaded as his lips continued to lick the cherry filling off her face and neck.

“Take me, Julien…take me to our room…”

Exiting the kitchen, the music stopped again when everyone saw the couple covered in pie and flour.

“Carry on, carry on…” Eve giggled as Julian took her by the hand towards the stairs.



“I have to tell you something, Eve…” Julian said into candle lit room while the two lied in each other’s arms.

“Me first!” she laughed and turned to face him.

“Oh…okay…go on, Eve.” He twirled a strand of her hair around his finger.

She took a deep breath and then said it…

“I’m…I’m pregnant,” she said excitedly!

Julian coughed and asked her to repeat what she had said.

“I’m pregnant, darling…are you not happy?”

“No…no…I couldn’t be happier…it’s just…are you sure?”

“Yes,” she studied his face, “I’m about six weeks pregnant…”

“And…and it’s mine?”

She scoffed and turned her back to him.

He could’ve kicked himself for asking such a ridiculous question. Of course this child was his. Neither he, nor Eve had been with anyone else but each other in the past few weeks…months. But…he just had to ask. This wasn’t supposed to happen during his stay. There was no way he was letting his brother raise his child, but…but what about Gianna? And what about Eve? Would she feel the same towards him when or if she found out about his deception? Did she even love him? Or was it his brother that she loved and thought she was loving?

“Kidding, just kidding, darling,” Julian scooted over to her and kissed her shoulders, “Tell me…when…”

“The stairs,” she simply said.

“The stairs,” he repeated, “Now, every time I walk up them or walk down them…I’ll remember that day…the day we created our little one…I love you, Eve.” He held her to him.

“I love you, too…” she smiled and held his arms around her, “Julien?”

“Hmm, my love?” he asked as he was beginning to doze off.

“What was it that you wanted to tell me?”

His eye shot open! He wanted to tell her the TRUTH! But…but he couldn’t do it now…not after learning he was going to be a father. A father? Julian smiled to himself and decided to keep quiet just for a while longer.

“Uh, I…I was just going to tell you…how much I loved you.”

“Ohh, Julien, I love you, too…”

“Eve?”

“Mm-hmm?”

“Promise me one thing…”

“What’s that?”

“Promise me that…that you’ll never hate me, okay?”

“What?” she turned over, “Why would you say a thing like that? I could never hate you.” She raised her hand to his cheek and caressed it, “I love you…I do…” and with that said, she brought her lips to his and the two got lost in each other again and made love throughout the night…


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