Grayson by Delores Fossen

Author:Delores Fossen [Fossen, Delores]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Contemporary, Fiction, Romance, Suspense
ISBN: 9781459215948
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2010-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“I wished you’d stayed at the ranch,” Grayson mumbled again. He kept his attention pinned to the San Antonio downtown street that was clogged with holiday shoppers and traffic.

Eve ignored him. She’d already explained her reasons for tagging along for this visit to Cicely Collier. She wanted the truth about the dead woman, and when that happened, the danger would be over. She could go home and, well, wait until she could take a pregnancy test.

It had been less than twenty-four hours since Grayson had agreed to have sex with her, but she’d read enough of the pregnancy books to know that conception could have already happened.

She could be pregnant.

Despite everything else going on, Eve smiled and slid her hand over her stomach. Even though it was a long shot, she wanted to hang on to the possibility as long as she could.

Even if she couldn’t hang on to Grayson.

That kiss in his bedroom had felt so much like old times, and as stupid as it sounded, it had felt more in timate than the sex. It had been real, not some gesture that she’d had to talk Grayson into doing.

And that’s why it couldn’t happen again.

She could coax him into kissing her again. Maybe even talk him into coming to her bed. But he would soon feel trapped, and he would blame himself—and her—for feeling that way. She cared for him too much to make him go through that. Grayson already had enough duty forced on him in his life without making him feel even a shred of obligation to her. More kissing would make him feel obligated.

“You okay?” Grayson asked.

She glanced at him and realized he’d seen her hand on her stomach. “I’m fine.”

He seemed suspicious of her answer, but he didn’t press it. Nor would he. A discussion about the baby was off-limits for both of them, and Eve was thankful for it. Conversation wasn’t going to help with this matter. No. The only thing that would help was to put some distance between them.

The voice on the GPS directed them toward another turn, and Grayson drove into the upscale San Antonio neighborhood. Of course, she hadn’t expected Cicely to live in a shack, but it was obvious the woman had done well in the divorce settlement.

Grayson parked in the driveway of the two-story Victorian-style home. It was painted a soft buttery yellow with white trim, and despite the fact that it was the dead of winter, the lawn was as pristine as the house.

“I have a warrant for Cicely’s DNA,” Grayson ex plained, grabbing the large padded envelope that earlier he’d put on the backseat. “I can compare it to Nina’s. If it’s a match, we’ll have proof that Nina is really Sophia Collier.”

“What about Claude’s DNA?” Eve asked.

“There’s a warrant for that, too. Nate’s over there now collecting it.”

Poor Nate. She doubted Claude would make the process easy. For that matter, maybe Cicely wouldn’t either, especially when they told her that her long-lost daughter was likely dead.

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