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A Pregnancy Scandal. Kat Cantrell
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isbn 9781474038744
Автор произведения Kat Cantrell
Жанр Современные любовные романы
Издательство HarperCollins
And that wasn’t much better as proposals went.
Her face went white and she snatched her hand away from his as if he’d scalded her. “Married? Why would we get married? That’s insane. We don’t know each other.”
The note of desperation in her voice didn’t sit well. “We don’t know each other well enough to be parents either, but facts are facts. As the baby’s father, I want to consider what’s best for him or her. Unless the paternity-test results might offer another reason for your denial?”
Something broke open inside him as he thought about Alex with another man. Irrational, to be sure, especially since he was the one who hadn’t called. He didn’t own her.
But he had never stopped thinking about her, or her sweet fire as they’d connected—her skin, her eyes, all of it. He wouldn’t apologize for having a strong attraction to a woman who’d just announced she was carrying his child, nor for the fact that marriage meant he was the only one allowed the privilege of sleeping with her. Fidelity was as much a part of his makeup as statesmanship. There was no denying that she still affected him, and if they were living together, it was a natural conclusion that they’d continue their physical relationship. He certainly wanted to.
“No, of course not,” she said. “This is your baby.”
In DC, the first thing you learned was how to tell if someone was lying. She wasn’t. Regardless, he needed to make sure. The test could be done relatively quickly and would only confirm what he already knew in his gut.
“Here’s what we’re going to do.” The plan rolled through his head. “I’ll clear my schedule for the day and we’ll get the test. Then will you agree to talk about what comes next?”
Hesitating, she blinked and met his gaze, vulnerability and fear in her expression. It prompted him to fix whatever was wrong so she’d smile again. He ached to take her into his arms. For comfort, not to kiss her, though he’d have sworn a minute ago that sparks were the only thing between them.
Even that was too much.
The way Alex affected him clashed with the place inside that belonged to his first wife. That unsettled him nearly as much as the idea of Alex being pregnant. But if he wanted to have a family—and he did—not only would he have to convince Alex marriage was the best option, he would have to convince himself to stay strong against the tide of emotions she elicited.
No second chances in life or love. That meant he would never have feelings for another woman. This compromise might be harder than he’d envisioned.
“Okay,” she said, her voice low. “We can talk. But you’ll have to rethink the idea of marriage. I’m not a member of the cult of love and romance.”
She wasn’t? He stared at her as his argument for marriage shifted gears and fell into place.
The results of the paternity test didn’t take long. With Phillip’s connections, he had paperwork in his hand before lunch proving the baby Alex carried was 100 percent his.
Like she’d told him. It stung a little to hear him question her, as if Alex might have tried to pass off another man’s baby as his. Who did something like that?
Okay, it stung a lot. But she tried not to fume about it as Phillip’s driver navigated the enormous limousine through Washington, DC, traffic. Her baby’s father sat next to her on the long bench seat, still clutching the results from the private physician’s office they’d visited to perform the test.
“Are you hungry?” Phillip asked, his tone polite but distant, as it had been since the moment she’d uttered the word pregnant.
She secretly called it his Senator Mask, and she’d noted he pulled it on when the circumstances dictated he be tolerant and friendly without inviting too much familiarity. He’d put on the mask in meetings and at the party a couple of times but always toward others. She’d never thought he’d direct it at her.
“I don’t think I could eat, no,” she murmured. Her stomach wasn’t in any condition to accept food and not just because of the morning sickness that should be renamed 24/7 sickness. “But if you want to find a quiet restaurant where we can talk, you’re welcome to eat. I wouldn’t mind a cup of hot tea.”
It was time to make some decisions. Unfortunately, she feared neither of them liked the choices all that well. And she had a feeling the subject of marriage was about to come up again.
Alex and Phillip were not getting married under any circumstances. Marriage was for other people, foolish people who believed love could last forever. Who believed in happily-ever-after. There was nothing he could say to convince her. Besides, marriage didn’t make any sense.
“Maybe we should drive around. This car is about as private as it gets.” Flashing her a distracted smile, Phillip hit the intercom to speak to the driver. “Randy, would you mind stopping at the next Starbucks and purchasing Ms. Meer a cup of hot tea?”
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