My Baby Daddy Isn't Human-Chapter 51: Stay Close

Raelynn brushed off the strange sensation that had settled over her earlier. Surely, it was nothing more than the unfamiliarity of being the center of attention in a room filled with strangers. All the attention felt overwhelming and unfamiliar, something she wasn't used to. It's just nerves, she told herself, forcing a smile as she walked beside Elion.

The event took a turn, moving into its formal segment. A guy in a white suit walked up onto the stage, his voice instantly grabbing everyone's focus. The lights dimmed slightly, and a screen behind him flickered to life, showcasing a polished presentation. Raelynn's gaze flitted between the screen and the sea of focused faces in the crowd.

Graphs. Statistics. Fancy words that flew over her head like birds she couldn't quite catch.

She glanced at Elion, whose face was as calm and unreadable as ever, his steady gaze glued to the stage. He radiated confidence, fitting into this world of power and prestige like he was born for it. Raelynn tilted her head slightly, wondering if he was genuinely engaged or just pretending to be.

Probably pretending, she thought. Then again, wasn't she doing the same?

Determined not to look out of place, Raelynn nodded occasionally, mimicking the subtle movements of those around her. She furrowed her brows at moments she thought might be significant and even allowed herself a small smile when others chuckled.

"You don't understand a word of this, do you?" Elion's low voice suddenly broke through her concentration.

Her head snapped toward him, and she could feel the warmth rising to her cheeks. "Excuse me?" she whispered back, keeping her voice low.

A knowing smirk tugged at his lips. "You've been nodding and frowning at all the wrong moments."

Raelynn scowled. "And you've been watching me instead of paying attention to the presentation."

"I don't need to watch the presentation. I already know everything they're going to say."

Raelynn rolled her eyes. "Of course, you do. Because you're Elion—the all-knowing, all-perfect Elion."

His smirk deepened, but before he could respond, she added, "For your information, I do understand some of this. I just don't flaunt it like you."

"Oh, really?" he said with a teasing tone, leaning closer. "What's the main takeaway so far, then?"

Raelynn froze for a second, her brain completely blank. "Well… they're… um…"

"Exactly," Elion said, leaning back with a satisfied expression.

Frustration spiked as she glared. "You're the worst."

"You're entertaining when you're upset."

Just as she was about to respond, his expression changed, catching her off guard. "Raelynn," he said softly, his voice losing its teasing edge.

"What?" she asked cautiously, still feeling defensive.

"I didn't mean to yell at you."

Her brow furrowed in confusion. "Yell at me?"

He nodded slightly. "The other day. When you left without telling anyone."

Realization dawned on her, and she blinked. "Oh." She hesitated, playing with her clutch.

Raelynn's mind raced as she processed his words. They'd never talked about that fight—not really—until now. She and Elion had been too caught up in their own anger to address it properly. And now, here they were, with Elion suddenly bringing the topic up.

Maybe he just forgets things easily, she once thought, her brow furrowing. Or maybe he has a bad memory.

She couldn't decide which was worse: that he'd genuinely forgotten or that he was pretending like it didn't matter. Either way, she wasn't sure how to feel about him casually inviting her to this party the day after they'd had that argument.

Raelynn looked away, guilt tugging at her. "I guess I was in the wrong too. I could've at least told someone where I was going."

Elion sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I wasn't angry because you left. I was…" He trailed off, his voice softening. "I was worried."

"For the child, of course," he added quickly, his gaze flickering to hers.

"Of course," repeated softly, a tight feeling settling in her chest. Why would there be a deeper reason?

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They stood in silence, filled with the speaker's voice about the ongoing presentation. Neither seemed to know what to say next, so they let the topic drop as the party transitioned once more.

The speaker wrapped up, and the lights came back up as servers rolled out trays loaded with luxurious food and drinks. People started chatting and heading toward the buffet tables packed with delicious-looking food.

Raelynn wandered toward the tables, her stomach growling at the sight of the beautifully arranged platters. She grabbed a small plate and started choosing, her eyes widening at the number of choices.

"The food looks amazing, doesn't it?" came a pleasant voice next to her.

Startled, Raelynn turned her head. The man standing next to her was tall, with dark blond hair swept back neatly. His green eyes sparkled with charm, and a faint smile played on his lips. The navy suit suited him perfectly, highlighting his striking features, and there was an unexpected warmth about him that stood out in the crowd of serious faces.

Raelynn offered a polite smile. "It certainly looks amazing."

She didn't want to engage too much, wary of being drawn into a conversation she couldn't follow. She ignored him, focusing on adding a tiny pastry to her plate.

Not backing down, he asked. "I don't believe we've met. Which company are you here with?"

Raelynn froze for a moment, her mind scrambling for an answer. Before she could speak, a firm hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her close.

"Elion," she breathed, looking up to see him standing beside her. His face gave nothing away, but there was something cold and hard in his eyes now.

"Stay close to me," Elion muttered.

She blinked in surprise at the change in his tone. "What's going on?"

"Don't trust anyone who approaches you," he said, his gaze scanning the room as though searching for something—or someone.

Her heart raced as she looked up at him, unsure of what had just happened. But one thing was clear: something wasn't right.