Mills & Boon Modern February 2014 Collection. Кэрол Мортимер

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      CHAPTER TWELVE

      THE COOL RAIN hit Leila’s face as she met the fresh air, but Gabe was hot on her heels. She ran straight past the chauffeur-driven car which was obviously his, but he caught up with her before she’d reached the end of the street.

      His hands on her elbows, he hauled her round to face him and held on to her tightly, even though she tried to struggle out of his grip.

      ‘You can’t run away,’ he said grimly.

      ‘I can do anything I like. And I want to be as far away from you as possible. So go away and leave me alone.’

      ‘I’m not going anywhere without you and I’m not having this discussion in the middle of the street in the pouring rain.’

      ‘Terrified it will ruin your ice-cool image?’ she mocked.

      ‘Terrified that you’ll catch a cold—especially in your present condition,’ he said. ‘You’re pregnant, Leila. Remember?’

      ‘Oh!’ She gave a howl of frustrated rage as she struggled again. ‘As if I could ever forget!’

      But he was levering her gently towards the waiting car, and the chauffeur had leapt out to open the door. Gabe was easing her onto the back seat and Leila was appalled at how relieved she felt as warmth and luxury wrapped themselves round her body like a soft and comforting mantle.

      That’s just the external stuff, she reminded herself bitterly. Money just makes things more comfortable. It doesn’t change anything. It doesn’t make the hurt and betrayal go away.

      She turned to face him as he slid onto the seat beside her. ‘I’m not going back to your apartment!’

      ‘We don’t have to do that,’ he said evenly. ‘Where would you like to go instead?’

      And wasn’t that the saddest thing of all—that she couldn’t think of anywhere? The place she most wanted to be was in his heart, and there was no place for her there.

      ‘I don’t care,’ she said.

      ‘Then let’s just drive around for a while, shall we? And you can tell me what’s wrong.’

      ‘What’s wrong? What’s wrong?’ She hated the way he was talking to her as if she were aged a hundred and had forgotten where she lived. It was as much as she could do not to bang her fists frustratedly against his chest. And sudden all her hurt and pain and disappointment came bubbling out. ‘I’ll tell you what’s wrong! You told me that our marriage was to be based on truth. You told me you couldn’t promise me love, but you could promise me that. And I believed you.’ Tears sprang from her eyes and began to trickle down her cheeks. ‘I believed you even though I wanted the impossible from you. I wanted your love, but I was prepared to settle for the truth.’

      ‘Leila—’

      ‘And then this morning.’ Angrily, she shook away the hand which he’d placed on her arm. ‘This morning I found some photos stuffed away in a drawer in the wardrobe.’

      He went very still. ‘So you’ve been spying on me, have you?’

      ‘Don’t you dare try to turn this on me! I was actually looking for a bigger home for my shoe collection—but that’s not the point! The point is that I found photos of you with a man who was clearly your father. A man you told me you’d never met. You lied to me, Gabe. You lied to me.’

      There was silence in the car, punctuated only by the muffled sound of her sobs and, reluctantly, she took the handkerchief he withdrew from his pocket and buried her nose in it.

      ‘Yes, I lied to you,’ he said heavily. ‘I lied to you because...’

      His voice faded away and it was so unlike Gabe to hesitate that Leila lifted her nose from the handkerchief to look at him. Her vision was blurred through her tears but she saw enough to startle her, for his eyes looked like two empty holes in a face so ravaged with emotion that for a moment he didn’t look like Gabe at all.

      ‘Because, what?’

      He shook his head and turned to her as the words began to spill from his lips, as if he’d been bottling them up for a long time. ‘What if you were a man and you met a woman who just blew you away, in a way you didn’t recognise at the time—because it had never happened to you before? Maybe you were determined not to recognise it because it was something you didn’t believe in. Something which, deep down, you feared.’

      Leila sniffed. ‘None of that makes sense.’

      ‘Hear me out.’ He sucked in a deep breath. ‘So you walk away from this woman, telling yourself that you’ve made the best and the only decision you could possibly make. But you’re not sure. In fact, you’re starting to realise that you’ve just done the dumbest thing imaginable, when she turns up at your home in London. And you look at her and realise what an idiot you’ve been. You realise that here you have a chance for happiness right in front of your eyes, but you’re scared. And then...’

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