Reclaiming His Pregnant Widow by Tessa Radley

Author:Tessa Radley
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Adult, General, Contemporary, Fiction
ISBN: 9780373731350
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2010-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

When Brand heard a car purr to a stop outside he found himself on his feet, stomach muscles tightening with expectation, as he cocked his head, listening for the lilt of Clea’s voice.

Brand had finally conceded that Clea was right: Perhaps they had not communicated enough in the past. He’d considered the communication they shared in the bedroom enough. He’d told her how he felt with actions, not words. But now he was starting to realize that there were things they should’ve discussed. However difficult that might be for him.

Tonight he planned to begin building a bridge across the chasm of unspoken hurt and broken promises that lay between them. To that end, he’d given Curtis the night off, to make sure he would be alone with Clea. The butler had initially protested, but Brand told him that after four years’ absence, he needed time alone with his wife. To Brand’s relief, Smythe had walked Curtis out. Now two mugs of chocolate—hot and frothy, just as Clea had always liked it—stood steaming on the butler’s tray.

The sound of male laughter was unwelcome.

Brand strode out of the study into the hallway just as the front door access code bleeped.

Clea came through the door laughing, her hair thick and glossy, her mouth curved up in a smile. Emotion stabbed Brand. He’d missed her sparkle. Her joy. Behind her followed…Hall-Lewis.

Brand glared daggers at Clea, every male instinct on red-hot alert. So much for dinner with a friend. This wasn’t the girlfriend he’d anticipated. His own fault! He’d allowed himself to be lulled into a false sense of security.

“Oh.” Her mouth formed a perfect circle. “You’re still up.”

“I was waiting for you,” he growled.

“Clea, is there a problem?” Hall-Lewis came up behind Clea and placed his hands on her shoulders.

“No problem,” Brand said through gritted teeth. “Not now that you’re leaving.”

He heard Clea’s gasp and there was an instant’s utter silence.

Then Clea rushed to speak. “Brand, there’s no need to be rude to—”

“Clea, that was a wonderful evening.” Hall-Lewis smoothly overrode her protests. “I’ll call you tomorrow and we can arrange a time for you to choose a ring.”

“Harry, don’t worry—”

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