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“So how did you figure out I was pregnant? Was it a lucky guess? Or did you have that much faith in yourself as a stud?
That makes him chuckle. “I admit I was hopeful, but you know that already. But no, it had nothing to do with faith. I found the pregnancy test in the suitcase you left behind on the ship in Halifax.”
Ohhh.
I had forgotten I kept it as a memento. It never occurred to me that Tiero might find it, because I was always going to take my suitcase with me.
“You can’t imagine how happy I am,” he says, scooting closer again to take my hand.
I snatch it away. “Of course, you’re happy. You knocked me up on purpose,” I accuse. “Don’t deny it! You took away my birth control and then you just happened to forget to use a condom.”
“You forgot too,” he counters. “We got carried away.”
I glare at him. He doesn’t really think I’m going to believe that.
He lets out a long sigh. “I admit that when I first brought you to my home—”
“When you kidnapped me,” I can’t help but correct him.
He glares at me, not used to people interrupting him.
“As I said, when I first brought you to my home, I thought getting you pregnant would help you settle into our life together. I never hid from you that I want a family with you. It’s why I took your birth control pills.
“But that night? Condoms were the last thing on my mind. I was so relieved to have you back in one piece after the incident with Molinaro that week and then when you spun off in the Formula One car… I was so afraid to lose you. And then you were finally letting me back in, giving us another chance.
“Do you honestly think I’d jeopardize that?”
Chapter Thirty-Three
Ella
WhatdoIthink?
I’m not sure anymore.
Tiero’s confession has thrown me for a loop. He’s admitting and denying getting me pregnant on purpose.
After being such an asshole in the early days of my abduction, he did try to redeem himself when I stood my ground.
And after Molinaro’s kidnapping attempt in Rome? He was wonderful… so attentive and sweet.
Would he have jeopardized our newly found closeness?
He’d be stupid to. But then he might have counted on not being found out, or of being forgiven when I held our child in my arms.
My mind spins with the possibilities. Every one seems logical and entirely possible, no matter how opposing they are.
“I heard you brag to Mateo the next morning,” I say, not willing to just believe him or drop the subject. I need answers.
That night changed the rest of my life. I can’t just brush it off with‘we got carried away’.
“What did you hear?” Tiero asks, his eyebrows drawing together, trying to recall the conversation with his brother. “You don’t speak Italian. You might have misunderstood.”
“Yeah, I don’t speak Italian, but you told him something about abambinoand your tone was so boastful. And Mateo hugged you as if congratulating you.”
Tiero rubs his neck, his expression thoughtful.
“I admit, I was excited when I realized that morning what had happened.”
