Captive Hearts by L. M. Connolly

Captive Hearts by L. M. Connolly

Author:L. M. Connolly [Connolly, L. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance
ISBN: 9781950510221
Publisher: Tule Publishing
Published: 2019-06-30T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter Nine

Relief poured through Ethan. If he wasn’t so controlled he’d have sagged forward. She’d taken the challenge. He’d take care of her, make sure she was safe. And their child. He was sure she was pregnant. He felt it, the certainty rock-solid. Although he’d never considered becoming a father before, now he was eager to see it through. He wouldn’t make the same mistakes his parents had made. Indeed, how could he? It took real skill to make that many mistakes in one life. He might not be able to love the baby, but he’d care for it, and give it everything he could. Affection and friendship and the conviction that the baby was the most important part of his life.

He took her hand, something inside him lightening at her touch. “Thank you. You won’t regret it, I promise.”

Although she nodded, she didn’t look happy.

He tucked his hand in his pocket and came out with his phone. Keeping her gaze, he answered it. “Sure. We’ll be there.”

Putting the phone back in his pocket, he told her, “We have an appointment in Harley Street in the morning. Then we’ll know for sure.” He grinned. “Probably take the back way out for that one.”

She swallowed. “Yes, okay.”

He didn’t like seeing her so nervous. That wasn’t like her. “Come on, I’ll show you the hotel.”

That perked her up. She got to her feet and brushed her dress down. “I need to clean up.”

He showed her to the half bath. Ten minutes later she emerged, makeup freshened and hair tidied. She was learning already. He was proud of her. Taking her hand once more, just because he wanted to, he guided her out of the suite, where his bodyguard waited. Usually he didn’t bother using security in the hotel, but he wanted her to have a taste of what lay in store for her.

“See that?” He pointed to the ceiling where a piece of the molding was misaligned.

“Yes. But only you would notice it.”

“It’s enough,” he said grimly. “There are spots like that through the whole hotel.”

The grates of the elevator ground back as the car arrived. He winced.

She nudged him and laughed. “That’s nothing. Wait until your kitchen catches fire.”

Startled, he shot a glance at her. She was still laughing when she pointed at him and said, “Gotcha.”

Despite her teasing, she noticed things. Pointed out a dark patch in the corner of a ceiling in the sixth floor hallway that he’d put down to wear and tear. She suggested it might be a touch of mold. Ethan took a photo of it to look at later, but once he studied the patch more carefully—damn, she was right.

“If you think your contract to supervise the renovation of the Woodward is anything to do with what is happening between us, you can think again,” he murmured. “I would have snapped you up for that job in a hot minute.”

“Thank you.” A delectable flush stained her neck and then disappeared. He should compliment her more often.



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