New Arrivals: One Secret Child. Линда Гуднайт

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      His tone bitterly rueful, he shook his head. ‘My mother went to hell and back that night. If she had had someone to help her, someone who cared equally for my welfare, she wouldn’t have suffered the torment and guilt that she did. And I have no intention of ever letting my daughter be in the precarious position I was…no matter what your assurances.’

      Barely knowing how to answer him, Anna wept inside for the agony Dante and his mother must have endured that terrible night. It was the kind of nightmare scenario every mother dreaded.

      Before she realised it her impulse to touch him, to comfort him in some way, overtook her, and she laid her hand against the side of his face. His skin was velvety warm, pulsing with the vibrant strength she’d detected earlier. ‘I love that you care for Tia so deeply already. But I’m lucky, Dante. I may be a single mum, but I have friends—people who really care for Tia—people who would help us at the drop of a hat.’

      ‘That may be so, but I have no intention of leaving my child’s well-being to the precarious fair-weather attention of mere friends! No matter how much you might trust them, Anna. So…’ He winced a little when she withdrew her hand, almost as if she’d struck him. ‘There’s only one solution to our dilemma, and I’ve already told you what that is. Now it’s just a matter of arranging things. The sooner the better, I think.’

      Stroking her hands up and down her arms, Anna sensed their tremble.

      ‘I’m not getting married…I told you.’

      ‘Then regrettably, you’re pushing me into taking action I’d much rather not take,’ Dante retorted. ‘But I will take it if it means I can be with my daughter. I’ll go to court to get full custody of Tia.’

      Was it only to her own hypersensitive hearing that her heartbeat sounded so deafeningly loud? Anna thought. She’d been musing on a mother’s worst nightmare but surely this was one of the most horrendous threats a woman could face? That her child’s estranged parent might sue for custody and take her away—maybe to live in another country entirely? Searching for compassion in Dante’s flint-like stare, worryingly, she found none.

      ‘No!’ she protested loudly, tears stinging the backs of her lids.

      He lifted an eyebrow, but looked no less resolved on his course. ‘If you don’t want me to take such an action, then I suggest you stop putting obstacles in the way and agree to our marriage.’

      ‘That’s so disrespectful. You’d resort to something as low as blackmail to get your own way?’

      ‘I told you.’ His broad-shouldered shrug was unapologetic. ‘I’ll do anything I can to be with my daughter… the daughter you have so callously denied me knowledge of for four years because my so-called reputation made you believe I didn’t deserve to know about her. And you have the audacity to stand there and lecture me on respect!’

      ‘I didn’t keep her from you deliberately.’ Wanting to cry in frustration as well as pain, Anna stared pleadingly into the heartbreakingly handsome features of the well-dressed man in front of her. ‘Don’t you think I would have preferred to be in a good relationship with my baby’s father than be asked not to try and get in touch after we parted that night? I know it was a difficult time for you, but it didn’t exactly make me feel wanted to know that you could just walk away from me and never look back. And how do you think I felt when I discovered I was pregnant? Especially when it was the first time I—’ She bit her lip on what she’d been going to say and continued, ‘I was shocked, lonely, scared. I experienced every one of those states—but even taken together they don’t come near to describing how I felt.’

      She noticed that Dante’s glance was quizzical.

      ‘It was the first time you…what, Anna?’

      Backing up nervously, she reached for the glass of wine she’d left on the side-table near the armchair and drank some. She let the alcohol hit before raising her chin with a defiant air born of Dutch courage. Her dark eyes focused firmly on Dante.

      ‘It was the first time I’d slept with a man.’

      The oath he swore was in Italian, and because she was shaky after revealing her news Anna returned her glass to the table, waiting for the tirade of disbelief that she was certain would explode towards her.

      But when next he spoke Dante’s voice was surprisingly quiet, his words measured. ‘You were untouched when I took you into my bed…that’s what you’re telling me?’

      ‘I was. Couldn’t you tell I was no experienced seductress who made a habit of going to bed with male guests? I’d barely even been kissed before!’

      ‘Yet you were molten heat in my arms. Everywhere I touched you, you made me burn.’

      Praying for some way to steady the deluge of emotion that tumbled forcefully through her, Anna despaired of ever feeling calm again when she saw the renewed flame of Dante’s desire sinfully reflected back at her… just as if it had never gone away. With a disparaging toss of her head, she answered, ‘I think I lost my mind a little that night. I would never usually behave in that way with a strange man…with any man for that matter.’

      ‘We lost our minds together, Anna.’ He sounded seductively accepting and non-judgmental. ‘And the result was little Tia. Can you regret such an outcome? ‘

      ‘Never.’

      ‘Then we have to deal with this situation like adults, instead of feuding children, and that means our daughter’s welfare takes priority.’

      ‘You mean…’ Anna surveyed him with a frown. ‘You mean you still believe marriage is the only answer? ‘

      ‘I do.’

      ‘If that’s the way you want to go, how about trying a trial period of living together first?’

      ‘Too uncertain—and it hardly represents the security I want for Tia.’

      ‘Surely that depends on how we deal with it? If we’re committed to making it work, then living together could be just as secure as marriage.’

      ‘No. That’s not what I want.’

      ‘And if I refuse? You’d really take me to court for custody?’

      ‘I would.’ His piercing glance was as unyielding as ice.

       CHAPTER SEVEN

      IT DIDN’T exactly enhance his self-esteem or his pride, having to potentially resort to blackmail to persuade Anna to marry him, but since he had made the earth-shattering discovery that he was a father, Dante’s determination to help bring up his daughter was cast-iron. There was nothing the redheaded beauty could say that would deter him.

      But in truth he was taken aback that she could so easily refuse him. He’d met plenty of women on his travels who considered him quite the catch.

      Once upon a time his ex-wife Marisa had said those very words to him. ‘You’re quite a catch, Dante… It’s a wonder that you’ve been allowed to say free and single for this long…’

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