The Bride's Baby

Author:Liz Fielding [Fielding, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Erotic, Adult
ISBN: 9780373175062
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Amazon: 037317506X
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Goodreads: 3287847
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2008-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

a grip on reality.

Realising that Mark was looking at him a little oddly, he

turned abruptly and began to walk towards the outbuildings.

‘Let’s take a look at the coach house and stable block,’ he

said briskly.

Pregnant.

‘I think we could probably get a dozen accommodation units

out of the buildings grouped around the courtyard,’ Mark said,

falling in beside him.

‘That sounds promising. What about the barn?’

‘There are any number of options open to you there. It’s very

adaptable. In fact, I did wonder if you’d like to convert it into

your own country retreat. There’s a small private road and, with

a walled garden, it would be very private.’

If it had been anywhere else, he might have been tempted. But

Longbourne Court was now a place he just wanted to develop

for maximum profit so that he could eradicate it from his memory, along with Sylvie Smith.

The last thing Sylvie had done before she’d left Longbourne

Court was to pack the wedding dress away where it belonged,

in a chest in the attic containing the rest of her great-grandmother’s clothes.

Not wanted in this life.

It was going to be painful to see it again. To touch it. Feel the

connection with that part of her which had been packed away

with the dress.

LIZ FIELDING

101

Always supposing the chests and trunks were still there.

There was only one way to find out, but Longbourne Court

was no longer her home; she couldn’t just take the back stairs

that led up to the storage space under the roof and start rootling

around without as much as a by-your-leave.

But as soon as she’d talked to Josie, reassured herself that everything was running smoothly in her real life, she went in search of Pam Baxter, planning to clear it with her. Get it over with while

Tom McFarlane was still safely occupied with the architect.

She’d seen him from the window. Had watched him walking

down to the old coach house with Mark Hilliard.

He’d shaved since their last encounter. Changed. The sweater

was still cashmere, but it was black.

Like his mood.

And yet he’d had a smile for Geena. The real thing. No

wonder the woman had been swept away.

It had been that kind of smile.

The dangerous kind that stirred the blood, heated the skin,

brought all kinds of deep buried longings bubbling to the surface.

Not that he’d needed a smile to get that response from her.

He’d done it with no more than a look.

But then there had been that look, that momentary connection

across Geena’s head when, for a fleeting moment, she’d felt as if

it were just the two of them against the world. When, for a precious

instant, she’d been sure that everything was going to be all right.

No more than wishful thinking, she knew, as she watched a

waft of breeze coming up from the river catch at his hair. He

dragged his fingers through it, pushing it back off his face before

glancing back at the house, at the window of the morning room,

as if he felt her watching him.

Frowning briefly before he turned and walked away, leaving

Mark to trail in his wake.

102

THE BRIDE’S BABY

She slumped back in the chair, as if

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