Название: Medical Romance December 2016 Books 1-6
Автор: Sue MacKay
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Контркультура
Серия: Mills & Boon e-Book Collections
isbn: 9781474064750
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‘A what?’ Someone walking past the door turned their head at the rise of her voice. ‘Are you crazy?’
Sebastian shook his head. ‘Why would you think I’m crazy?’
He drew himself up in front of her. ‘You’re carrying the heir to the Montanari throne. We might still have things to sort out, but I’d prefer it if the heir to the throne was legitimate. Wouldn’t you? If you come back with me now we can be married as soon as we get there. We can tell the world we met when you came to work in Montanari Royal General. Everything fits.’
He made it all sound so normal. So rational. So matter-of-fact.
She wasn’t hearing this. She wasn’t. It was some sick, delusional dream. She thought back to everything she’d eaten today. Maybe she’d been exposed to something weird.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring. ‘Here.’
She wasn’t thinking straight and held out her hand. ‘What is it?’
One of the ward clerks walked past and raised her eyebrows at the sight of the way-too-big diamond. Perfect. Just perfect. She was already the talk of the place and Polly was the world’s biggest gossip. She just prayed that Polly hadn’t recognised Sebastian.
She flinched and pulled her hand away. ‘What am I supposed to do with that?’
‘Put it on,’ he said simply, glancing at her as if it were a stupid question. ‘You need to wear an engagement ring.’ He paused for a second and looked at her face. ‘Don’t you like it? It’s a family heirloom.’ His forehead wrinkled. ‘I’m sure I can find you something else in the family vault.’
She shook her head and started pacing. ‘It doesn’t matter if I like it. I don’t want it. I don’t need it. I’m—’ She stopped and placed her hand on her stomach. ‘We’re going nowhere. I have a job here. A home. The very last place I’m going is Montanari. And the very last thing I’m doing...’ she paused again and shook her head, trying to make sense of the craziness around her. She drew in a deep breath and stepped right up to him, poking her finger in her chest. ‘The very last thing I’m doing is marrying you.’
Now Sebastian started shaking his head. He had the absolute gall to look surprised. ‘Why on earth not? You’re expecting our child. You’re going to be the mother of the heir to Montanari. We should get married. And as soon as possible.’ He said it as if it made perfect sense.
Sienna put her hands on her back and started pacing. ‘No. No, we absolutely shouldn’t.’
Sebastian held out his hands. ‘Sienna, in a few years you get to be the Queen of Montanari. What woman wouldn’t want that?’
She shuddered. She actually shuddered. ‘Oh, no. Oh, no.’
Sebastian’s brow creased. ‘What on earth is wrong? We can have a state wedding in Montanari...’ he glanced at her stomach and gave a little shrug ‘...but we’ll need to be quick.’
Sienna took a step back. ‘Okay, were you really this crazy when I met you in Montanari and I just didn’t notice? Because this is nowhere near normal.’ She put her hand on her stomach. ‘Yes, I’m pregnant. Yes, I’m pregnant with your baby. But that’s it, Sebastian. This isn’t the Dark Ages. I don’t want your help—or need it.’ She ran her fingers through her hair, trying to contemplate all the things she hadn’t even considered. ‘Look at me, Sebastian. I live here. In the Cotswolds. I came here from Edinburgh. I purposely chose to come here. I’ve bought my dream house. I have a great job and colleagues that I like and admire. I’ve arranged a childcare for my baby and cover for my maternity leave.’ She could feel herself getting agitated. Her voice was getting louder the longer that she spoke. ‘I won’t keep you from our baby. You can have as much—or as little—contact as you want. But don’t expect to waltz in here and take over our lives.’ She pressed her hand to her chest. ‘This is my life, Sebastian. My life. I don’t need your money and I don’t need your help. I’m perfectly capable of raising this baby on my own.’
Polly walked past again. It was obviously deliberate. Not only was she spying, now she was eavesdropping too.
With a burst of pure frustration Sienna kicked the door closed.
Sebastian raised his eyebrows.
She took a deep breath. ‘I need you to go. I need you to leave. I can’t deal with this now.’
Her lips pressed tight together and resisted the temptation to say the words she was truly thinking.
Sebastian seemed to have frozen on the spot. The air of assurance had disappeared.
It was then she saw it. The look. The expression.
He’d actually expected her to say yes.
He hadn’t expected her to reject him. He hadn’t expected a no.
Sebastian Falco was hurt.
Now, it was her that was surprised. It struck her in a way she didn’t expect. She could almost see a million things circulating around in his brain—as if he was trying to find a new way to persuade her to go with him.
She could see the little vein pulsing at the base of his throat.
Her mouth was dry.
If she were five years old—this would be her dream. Well, not the pregnancy, but the thought of a prince sweeping in and saying he would marry her, presenting her with a huge diamond ring and the chance to one day be Queen.
But it had been a long time since Sienna had been five.
And her ambitions and dreams had changed so much they could move mountains.
Sebastian folded his arms across his chest. ‘Why didn’t you call me, Sienna?’ His voice was rigid. ‘Why didn’t you phone and tell me as soon as you knew you were pregnant?’
Oh. That.
She should have expected it to come up.
‘I was going to. I meant to. But the day I did my pregnancy test was the day your engagement was announced on the national news.’ She looked at him directly, trying to push away the tiny part of guilt curling in her stomach. ‘Between that, and finding out I was pregnant, it kind of took the feet out from under me.’
He broke their gaze for a second, his words measured. ‘Theresa was a friend. It wasn’t going to be a marriage of love. It was going to be a union of kingdoms. Something my parents wanted very much.’
‘How romantic.’
She couldn’t help herself. She’d been a child of a loveless marriage. She knew the effects it had. She raised her eyes to the ceiling. ‘Well, your parents must be delighted about me. I guess I’m going to be the national scandal.’
She’d been delusional. She’d thought she knew this man—even a little. But nothing about this fitted with the two days they’d spent together. The Sebastian СКАЧАТЬ