Abigail Gordon – In the Boss's Arms: Having the Boss's Babies / Her Millionaire Boss / Her Surgeon Boss (страница 21)
She didn’t reply—just stood there looking upset
‘I’m sorry I haven’t been in touch,’ he said. ‘It was a little crazy in Sydney.’
She dropped her gaze quickly. Her feet were bare and she rubbed one nervously against the other.
‘Is it something else? What is it, Alice? What’s the matter?’
Her mouth tugged out of shape and then a little sound that was suspiciously like a sob escaped. ‘Just about everything.’
Hearing that, Liam gave up waiting for an invitation. He pushed the door out of her grasp and stepped inside.
There wasn’t much room in the narrow hallway and in the confined space he was acutely aware of her proximity. The scent of lemon shampoo lingered about her and he wanted to ignore whatever was bothering her and to draw her close, to have her in his arms, with her warm, sweet body rammed tight against him, to bury his face in her fragrant, silky hair.
But he continued walking down the hallway and turned into her living room, and she closed the front door and followed.
Her living room was almost in darkness save for the gentle glow cast by a table lamp in the far corner. It was a room of intense atmosphere with strong pieces of furniture, richly coloured wall hangings, cleverly selected cushions and
The urge to drag Alice down onto the deep chocolate sofa was so strong Liam almost groaned aloud.
‘Now,’ he said gruffly as he stood to attention in the middle of her room. ‘You’re going to tell me what’s the matter.’
A look of despair swept over her lovely face.
‘And you’ll also tell me how I can help,’ he added more gently.
She shook her head. ‘I don’t want your help.’
The hardness in her voice caused an involuntary flinch, but he chose to ignore it. ‘Take a seat, Alice.’ He said this as he might have done to an employee in his office and he half expected an angry response, but she sat meekly in a deep armchair and he took the sofa.
They faced each other in the lamplight.
‘So, what kind of problem are we dealing with here?’ He was aware that he sounded more like a boss at a board meeting than a lover.
The wry smile returned, tilting her soft pink mouth to an unhappy slant. ‘On a scale of one to ten?’
‘If that’s the way you want to present it.’
Picking up a cocoa and black striped cushion, she hugged it to her chest and sighed. ‘From my point of view, right at this moment, it feels like a ten.’
‘Good God, Alice, is it that bad?’ A knife point twisted in his heart. ‘You’re not seriously ill, are you?’
‘No,’ she said quickly, but then she dropped the cushion as she covered her face with her hands.
‘What is it?’ Liam was across the floor and kneeling beside her. He couldn’t bear this. His heart filled his throat.
She dragged her hands slowly down her face and her eyes glittered again with the hint of silver. ‘I’m really embarrassed about this,’ she said.
‘What?’ he demanded in a breathless gasp.
‘I—I’m—’ She swallowed and a tear spilled down her cheek. ‘I’m pregnant.’
It was as if she’d thrown a grenade in his face. He felt strangely numb. He knew there was a reason why her words didn’t make sense, but for the moment he couldn’t think of it, couldn’t think at all.
And then slowly the shock subsided.
‘When? How?’
‘The outback trip is the only time it could have happened. I’m sorry,’ Alice said. ‘I had no idea.’
Sinking onto the carpeted floor with his hands behind him for support, he let his thoughts unscramble. ‘You said pregnancy was impossible.’
‘I know. I thought I was infertile. Honestly.’ Her hands were clenched tightly on her knees. ‘Apparently, I was mistaken.’ She looked directly at him. ‘You have a right to be angry.’ Her eyes were the colour of rainwater and awash with tears. ‘You are angry, aren’t you?’
Chapter Nine
ALL Alice wanted was to hurl herself into Liam’s arms. Here he was, returned to her, in her house again after the long days of waiting, and she yearned to feel him holding her. But how could she, now that she’d seen his wife? And how could she when the impact of her bombshell was ricocheting through him like shockwaves?
He was sinking back onto the floor, completely stunned, but then, as she watched through tear-blurred eyes, he leapt to his feet and strode away from her, one hand rubbing the back of his neck as he wrestled with her news.
When he turned back to her, his eyes were burning with a fierce blue light and his throat muscles betrayed a terrible tension.
‘I know you must think I tricked you,’ she said in a shaking voice. ‘But I can assure you I honestly believed I couldn’t have a baby.’ When he didn’t reply she hurried on. ‘I don’t want this to be your concern, Liam. It’s my problem, and I will deal with it. You don’t have to worry that I’ll make unreasonable demands or anything.’
His eyes speared her. ‘What do you mean, you’ll deal with it? You’re not thinking of a termination, are you?’
‘Heavens, no. I just mean I’ll manage on my own. I don’t need—’
‘Me?’ His hands clenched tightly against his sides and his face flushed dark red. Corded sinews stood out on his forearms. ‘Is that what you’re saying, Alice? You don’t need me? You don’t want me involved?’
‘I—I don’t want you to feel under any obligation,’ she said.
‘And you would reject an offer of marriage?’
Marriage? A jolt, like an electric shock, scorched through her. An offer of marriage was the very last thing she’d expected to hear from this man. It wasn’t possible.
She’d thought he might offer her money…or friendship…even a long-term affair. ‘You—you can’t mean that.’
His face was so stiff and proud it might well have been cast in bronze. ‘Why not?’
‘You’re not available.’
He frowned. ‘What the hell are you talking about?’
At first she thought she might not get the words out but somehow she managed. ‘Your wife.’
‘My what?’ He released a short, disbelieving huff that might have been a laugh. ‘What are you on about? I’m not married, Alice. I’ve never been married. I told you that.’
She pressed a hand against the savage beating wings in her chest. ‘Mrs Conway, the woman who arrived with you today—’
‘Julia? She’s not my wife. She’s my sister-in-law.’
She stared at him, saw naked emotion in his eyes and knew that he was telling the truth. A sister-in-law. Why hadn’t she thought of that? ‘W-was she the family emergency?’
‘Yes. Julia’s been in hospital. Unfortunately, she has to deal with medical complications that crop up from time to time.’
Now that she was adjusting to this news, anger began to surface. ‘It might have helped if you’d telephoned.’
‘Yes.’ With his hands on his hips Liam stared at the far wall. ‘I can see now that it was a mistake to wait, but I thought it would be wiser to explain it all when I got back. For heaven’s sake, Alice, I told you I wasn’t married. Couldn’t you believe me? Why would I lie?’
‘I don’t know.’ Her hands flapped at her sides as she struggled to justify why she’d doubted him.
‘Men lie. For all sorts of reasons.’
‘That’s a wild generalisation.’
‘Todd lied to me. He told me he’d had medical tests that proved our fertility problems were my fault.’
Liam muttered an oath. ‘I’d appreciate it if you didn’t draw parallels between me and that toad.’
‘You’re nothing like him,’ Alice said softly. She drew a deep breath. ‘Mrs Conway—your sister-in-law—I only caught a glimpse of her, but I thought she looked rather nice.’
‘She is. Julia’s wonderful.’
‘And she’s married to your brother?’
‘My brother’s dead.’ This was uttered with such jaw-clenched finality that Alice accepted it without daring to comment.