Back To Claim His Italian Heir (Mills & Boon Modern) by Kate Hewitt

Author:Kate Hewitt [Hewitt, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2023-05-31T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

WELL, THAT HAD been absolutely humiliating, on far too many fronts. Emma scooted to the far side of the car as Nico slid in next to her. She turned her face to the window, unable to bear even looking at him. She was trying not to feel so hurt, heaven knew, but it was hard. Very hard.

‘I’ve booked The Ivy for lunch,’ Nico informed her as the driver closed the door and they started off.

‘I’d rather not,’ Emma squeezed out through a throat that felt too tight. ‘I’d rather just return to the hotel.’

‘You need to eat.’

Which was true enough, as the obstetrician had told her, among other things, that she was more than a bit underweight. Emma had explained about the morning sickness, and the doctor had been sympathetic, but also stern, more so than the doctor at the free clinic she’d gone to before, who had barely looked at her medical files.

‘Think about the baby,’ she’d told her, and Emma had, for a few seconds, felt like bursting into either tears or hysterical laughter.

I am, she’d wanted to say. Trust me, I am.

‘I’ll get room service, then,’ she said. ‘And you can watch me eat it, if you’re so worried. But I don’t need to swank about The Ivy.’

‘Swank about? Is that what we’d be doing?’ Nico sounded caught between amusement and annoyance.

‘Whatever.’ She hunched a shoulder, keeping her gaze away from him.

‘I also thought we could do some shopping,’ Nico remarked mildly. ‘For some new clothes. You only had a few things in your suitcase, and they did not seem entirely suitable.’

‘I only had a few things, period.’ He’d arranged to have her things brought from Will’s last night, and, going through them, Emma had realised just how shabby they were—a couple of pairs of jeans and some T-shirts. She hadn’t wanted to ask Will to pay for anything before they were married.

‘What happened to the things I bought you?’ Nico asked, his voice mild, yet with an undercurrent of steel. Before his accident, he’d taken her shopping in Rome, and she’d cautiously picked out a few things, hardly daring to believe he’d let her, not wanting to press her luck.

‘I left them in Rome,’ she told him, her gaze still on the window. ‘There wasn’t the opportunity to take them with me.’

‘You mean because of Antonio?’ Nico asked, and now his voice held a thrum of anger, although this time not for her, thankfully. She hoped, anyway.

‘Pretty much,’ Emma replied shortly. ‘He showed me the door and didn’t give me the option of going back for anything, so I didn’t.’

‘I’m sorry about that,’ Nico said after a moment, his voice terse. ‘But surely there’s all the more reason to shop for new, then,’ he added. He had the deliberately mild voice of someone who was determined to be patient but finding it trying. Well, her patience had been tried all morning. Excessively.

‘Maybe later,’ she forced out. ‘No need to buy me clothes if the baby’s not yours, after all, and we won’t find that out until tomorrow.

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