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Heat crept into her cheeks. Maybe she hadn’t been listening to her body. Maybe she had been too busy trying to slip back into her life to listen.
Her hands moved to rest on her flat stomach. ‘I don’tfeelpregnant,’ she said, more to herself than to him.
She looked down at her hands, at the makeshift cradle she’d created around her stomach. Her body still felt like hers. Not a host to a new life.
‘We will take a test,’ he said.
Flora snapped her gaze back to his. ‘You have brought a pregnancy test with you?’
‘Unfortunately I don’t keep pregnancy tests in my breast pocket,’ he said.
Her breath shuddered in her chest. Was this his attempt at humour?
‘But I’ve purchased one.’
‘Where is it?’ she asked.
‘It will be waiting for us at my home.’
‘Us?’ she repeated. She’d never been part of anus.
‘I can’t do it without you,’ he said, closing his mouth and watching her watch him.
‘No, I suppose you can’t,’ she agreed. ‘But why is someone taking a test to your house when you’re here, in my home? With me?’
‘It was the easier choice,’ he dismissed, without further explanation.
‘But we’rehere...’ she pressed.
‘And soon we will bethere,’ he countered, matter-of-factly.
‘How did you find me?’ she asked, brows knitted. He hadn’t answered her before. ‘Did you hire a private investigator?’
‘A team of them,’ he replied, without so much as a blush.
She pointed a trembling finger at his chest. ‘You read all the files on me?’
‘How else was I to find you?’
‘You weren’tsupposedto find me.’
She dropped her hand into her lap and raised her gaze to the ceiling. It felt like a betrayal. He’d so easily summoned information on her when she’d had to wait twenty-one years to learn about Flora Campbell.
She looked at him. ‘I didn’t want to remember.’
His eyes flashed, his pupils growing larger. ‘There’s no forgetting now.’
Flora looked at him—at this man who’d given her a taste of life outside the farm—and she recognised that some part of her had wanted that night, and him, to stay separate from her real life. Her farm life. Something to remind her that there was magic in plain sight if she pushed to look for it.
‘I mightnotbe pregnant,’ she reminded him. And herself.
‘But if you are I insist our child will know its roots. Its beginnings. Its biological parents. I will not leave it to think it is unwanted. That there is no one to protect it. Because I will claim it. I will want it.’
‘How dare you use what you’ve read about me to bring me on side?’
His eyes narrowed. ‘Why do you assume it isyourpast that guides me? I am not trying to manipulate you. I have come to you, I have found you, and I have offered you facts. We will discover if there are consequences together. Now you must trust me.’
Her head spun. ‘Trust you...?’
