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He gave a single nod.
And Flora fainted.
CHAPTER FOUR
‘HAVEYOUEATEN?’
Flora ignored the voice, somewhere distant but somehow close almost in her ear. She wasn’t hungry. She was warm.Toasty.She snuggled closer to the source, pressing her nose against something soft and hard at the same time.
There was a touch. Something gentle stroking at her forehead. Lulling her into awareness...into consciousness.
Her eyes flew open and there was the world looking back at her. Swirls of green and blue and vivid streaks of grey.
Her gut clenched. Reality was trying to push at her senses too rapidly for her to catch anything coherent.
She was cocooned in the embrace of his body, sitting in his lap. In his arms. Her neck was resting in the crook of his elbow as he stared down at her—
Pregnant.
She scrambled out of his arms and into the seat beside him. She looked over the field to her house and then back at him.
‘Did you carry me across the field?’
‘I don’t know who’s inside.’ His broad shoulder dipped. ‘I didn’t want to shock them.’
‘It must be handy, having a portable spaceship to haul damsels in distress to safety.’
The smile she’d intended to put on her lips never appeared, because her joke wasn’t funny. None of this was funny.
‘It’s the easiest form of transport,’ he said, not acknowledging her attempt at...at what? Humour?
‘I suppose so...’
She straightened, pressing her back against the hard leather. The helicopter doors were open. The cab was big and there were two rows of seating behind the flight deck. But he filled them. Long legs outstretched, his body was turned towards her, his knees a millimetre from touching hers.
‘Have you eaten?’ he repeated.
‘No.’ She pulled her knees together, placed her sweaty palms down on her thighs, refused to drag them over her jeans to remove the sweat. ‘I’m sorry I fainted. I don’t faint. Have never fainted before.’
‘It was a shock? Finding out that you might be pregnant?’ She heard it, the dip in his voice making his response a question.
She nodded, and she forget to exhale, because he seemed to get bigger. His shoulders widened as he leaned into the inhalation of breath.
His eyes skirted to the left briefly and then shot back to hers. ‘What do you usually eat for breakfast?’
‘Porridge,’ she answered absently.
‘You need to eat.’
‘Why are you talking about food?’ Her nose pinched as a wave of nausea crawled up her throat. ‘You don’t have to feed me up. I’m not pregnant,’ she declared. ‘I can’t be.’ But her bottom lip wobbled.
‘You know this as a certainty?’ His gaze burned into her. Diving inside her. Seeking secrets. Seeking answers. Answers she didn’t have.
‘We used protection...’
As rapidly as a fire spreading after receiving a gust of oxygen he was on his phone, blasting out a long stream of words that were foreign to her. But there was no doubting that it was a series of commands that he spoke into the mouthpiece, while never taking his eyes off her.
Slipping the phone back into his inside pocket, he shook his head. ‘Youcouldbe pregnant,’ he corrected.
