Page 68 of The Surrogate


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“That doesn’t sound like an invitation.”

“It’s late. You should stay in the guest room.”

“Why, thank you for asking.” I chuckled. “I think I will.” I looked down at myself. “Of course I’ll have to wear these same clothes to work tomorrow. I suppose I can wear the tank top I have under this blouse as a shirt to make it look different.” I looked down. “Maybe no one will notice the skirt. I randomly have a clean pair of underwear in my purse, so I’m good there.” I shook my head. “But you didn’t need to know that.”

“Thanks for sharing. It seems you carry the whole world in that purse of yours, including my biggest secret.”

“I thought you said you weren’t mad.”

“I’m not, but I like giving you a hard time…a little too much.”

“Just like you like mea little too much—in your words.”

He glared. “Why did you really come here, Abby? You could’ve called me again if you needed to speak to me.”

“You didn’t pick up the first time. I assumed you would continue to ignore me.”

“My phone was dead. I would never have ignored your call.”

“Because of the baby.”

“No.” He grimaced. “Not just because of the baby.” He looked me straight in the eyes. “I wouldn’t have ignored you.”

As his stare lingered on me, I felt the energy shift in the room. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but something feltdifferenttonight. It didn’t help that he was shirtless in front of me looking hot as hell. Maybe that was it.

“So…” he asked. “Where did you leave things with Sean after he mauled you in the lift?”

“I haven’t given him an answer about going out on a date again.”Here it comes.The words barreled out of me, and I couldn’t stop them. “Part of that hesitation isyou.”

He rolled his eyes. “You care too much what I think.”

“It’s not that.”

“What are you referring to, then?”

“I think you know.”

“Tell me anyway.”

Here goes.“I have these weird feelings for you that I can’t shake.” I moved a bit closer. “After this baby comes, I’ll be gone. You’ve made it clear to me and half the women in Britain that you don’t want much. You might never. You had your one great love, and no one should expect more from you. I don’t plan on sticking around or complicating your life. Once I’m back in the US, all of this will be out of sight, out of mind.” I took a few more steps forward until we were only inches apart. “But as long as I’m here…I don’t want to be alone. And if you continue sticking your head in the sand, I’m going to go out with Sean—especially now that he knows the truth.”

“Is that a threat?”

I put the ball back in his court. “Is it? Does the idea of him threaten you? Because your attitude today certainly gave me that impression—that you were jealous. I’m gonna be honest and tell you that when I walked in tonight and saw what’s her name—Rose—Iwas very jealous.” I blew out a breath. “You say you appreciate my honesty, but it would be nice to get a little in return.”

Sig stared at me for a long while. “The reason is you, actually.”

“What do you mean?”

“The reason I can’t take anything to completion with anyone.” He leaned in. “You’re the reason.You’redistracting me. I don’t want them. I only seem to want you. And it’s a problem.”

My body buzzed. “You look at me a lot, when you don’t think I notice. Then I catch you, and you look away. I was never certain it meant much—until now.”

“I’m extremely attracted to you. That’s never been up for debate. All my life, I’ve had this problem of wanting things I can’t have.” He shook his head. “But that’s just it. Ican’thave you, Abby.”

“I get it.” I nodded, feeling ready to burst. “But I need to let you know, if you really don’t think anything can happen between us, I’m going to move on with Sean.”

His gaze lifted. “You’re gonna fuck him? Is that what you’re trying to say?”

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