Bound By Their Christmas Baby. Clare Connelly

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СКАЧАТЬ She licked her lower lip and then lifted her hand to her hair, toying with the ends in an unmistakably nervous gesture. ‘I’m trying to explain.’

      ‘Explain what?’

      ‘That night—it wasn’t what you think. I mean, I know I came to you because of Calypso, but from the minute I met you, that was just about you and me, and the way we felt.’

      ‘And yet you still took photographs. You thought you could have your cake and eat it too? A night with me and the chance to salvage your father’s company thrown into the mix?’

      ‘No. I didn’t think it through, obviously.’ She pulled a face. ‘I know it’s no excuse and it must sound pathetic to someone like you. It’s just... I’ve always done what he asked of me. It’s hard to rewire that.’

      ‘He asked you to do something borderline illegal.’

      ‘I know!’ she growled—a growl born of self-disgust. ‘I wish, again and again, I could undo that night.’ Her cheeks flushed. ‘I mean, not all of it.’

      ‘Ah,’ he said with dangerous softness. ‘Here we differ. Because if I had my way I would go back in time and never meet you. Never set eyes on you, never kiss you, never ask you to my room. I would undo every little bit of what we shared. I regret everything about knowing you.’

      Her mouth dropped open. He’d hurt her. He’d shocked her. Good. He recognised, in the part of his brain that was still working properly, that he liked that. He liked seeing that pain on her face. She deserved it. It was only a hint of how he’d felt when he’d discovered that his lover was actually some kind of corporate spy.

      ‘And now,’ he said, ‘if you’ll excuse me, I have a date.’

      Yes. He’d definitely landed that blow successfully. She physically reeled, spinning away from him in a poor attempt to conceal her reaction.

      ‘When I told Dad I hadn’t met you, he was angry. Angry because he’d told me exactly where you’d be. Angry because he thought I hadn’t tried hard enough.’

      ‘Yet you’re an accomplished liar,’ Gabe pointed out. ‘So I’m sure you managed to win him over.’

      She didn’t react. Her eyes were glazed over, as though she were in the past. ‘Not really. I mean, he stopped being mad with me, but his business worries grew. He was losing his market share to you; he has been for years—’

      ‘It’s not his market share. It’s anyone’s for the taking. And the only reason Bright Spark is at the top of the ladder is because we release better products than our competitors.’

      ‘I know.’ She nodded, almost apologetically. ‘I’m just explaining his mindset.’

      ‘Whatever his mindset, you are your own person. You made a decision to manipulate me...’

      ‘I’m talking about after that,’ she said with quiet determination. ‘You know I’ve been trying to contact you.’

      He tilted his head. ‘Apologies are fruitless, Abigail. There is no apology you could offer that would inspire my forgiveness. You’re a liar and a cheat.’

      She shook her head but didn’t say anything. ‘It was bad at home. I was worried about him, and I didn’t feel well.’

      Gabe lifted his brows.

      ‘When did you not feel well?’

      ‘A few months after we...after that night. I’d been tired—yet not sleeping.’

      ‘Guilt will do that to a person. Then again, I don’t know if you’re capable of feeling guilt.’

      ‘Believe me, I am,’ she promised, the words steady, so that he was at risk of believing her despite everything he knew her to be. ‘I’ve felt a bucketload of it since I met you. Anyway, I went to the doctor and...you can probably guess where I’m going with this.’

      ‘No,’ he said with a lift of his shoulders. ‘And frankly I’m bored of our conversation.’

      ‘Right, you have your date,’ she said, the words almost manic.

      ‘Yes,’ Gabe lied. Well, not strictly a lie. There were any number of women he could call. Just because he hadn’t done so in over a year didn’t mean they wouldn’t jump at the chance for a night with Gabe Arantini. He stared at Abigail for one long moment and then made to walk past her, only she reached out and grabbed his arm. ‘Gabe, stop. You need to let me say this.’

      ‘Why do you think I owe you anything?’

      ‘I was pregnant,’ she said, arresting him in his tracks completely. His eyes locked onto hers and in his face was a torrent of emotions. There was anger, disbelief, confusion, fury and, finally, amusement.

      ‘Nice try, Abigail, but I don’t believe you. You think this is a way to extort money from me? Or ruin me somehow? Is this your father’s idea?’

      ‘No!’ She was pale and shaking. ‘Gabe, I’m not making this up. I went to the doctor and they ran some tests. I was pregnant. You’re the only man I’ve ever been with.’

      His eyes narrowed.

      ‘I didn’t tell Dad until I was five months along and I started to show. He demanded to know who the father was and when I told him he...’

      Gabe could barely keep up, but somehow he answered calmly. ‘Yes?’

      ‘He kicked me out. He cut me off. I haven’t seen him since.’

      Gabe felt as though he’d been punched in the solar plexus. He couldn’t speak.

      ‘It’s why I need that job. Why I’m working nights. I have a good babysitter who sleeps over, so I can work at night. And in the days I’m with Raf.’

      His eyes flew wide. ‘Raf?’

      ‘Rafael,’ she said with a small, distracted smile. ‘Our son.’

      Silence fell, heavy and caustic, in the room. Gabe processed what she’d said, but it simply didn’t make sense.

      ‘We used protection.’

      ‘I know.’

      ‘It’s not possible.’

      ‘The three-month-old I have at home would beg to differ,’ she said calmly, even when her nerves were jangling.

      Gabe nodded, a coldness to his expression. ‘What is this? You want money? Or something else?’

      ‘I thought you should know,’ she said with hauteur, reminding him of the silver spoon she’d grown up with.

      ‘You thought I should know that I’m a father. That supposedly the night we were together, you fell pregnant. How convenient!’

      ‘Not particularly,’ Abby said with a soft laugh.

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