FromWaiftoHisWife by From Waif to his Wife

Author:From Waif to his Wife [Wife, From Waif to his]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-03-29T19:54:01+00:00

They were on their next course, fish of the day which happened to be delectable fresh-caught wahoo, when Maisie started to feel a little less traumatised and able to think of other things.

‘So I guess this is the end of the line for us,’ she murmured.

‘Maisie.’ He paused.

She allowed her gaze to roam over him briefly, taking in the angles and shadows of his face, as he appeared to debate internally with himself. Not only was it a good-looking face, but it could also be alight with intelligence, breathtakingly attractive when he laughed and frustratingly enigmatic in repose as you wondered how really to reach this man.

Plus there were the lean, strong lines of his broad shoulders beneath his shirt, his long, lovely hands—and she felt an awful pang in her breast because there might not be many more occasions for her to feast her eyes on Rafe Sanderson.

If she wasn’t for him, and she knew she could never be—how could he ever forget, how could she ever forget she was carrying another man’s child, and not only that, but also whose child it was. He touched something within her that, she now realised, Tim Dixon had never touched.

What a time and what a way to find it out, she thought.

‘Maisie,’ he said as if he’d rethought what he’d been going to say moments ago, ‘where will you live? You said something about selling your parents’ house.’

Surprise caused her to blink, and, she was to realise later, caused her to answer incautiously, ‘I’d love to be able to stay on in the house. I don’t feel so lonely there now as I first did and it brings back—’ she tipped her head ‘—memories I cherish. But it’s not possible, so I’ll probably rent a place once it’s sold, where I can give piano lessons.’

He carefully dissected a piece of fish and removed a bone. ‘You will be able to stay on. I’ll make it possible.’

Maisie put down her knife and fork as the implication sank in and she remembered Tim Dixon’s words that had so incensed her…

‘No, I don’t want anyone’s charity, let alone yours,’ she said.

He raised an eyebrow at her. ‘Let alone mine?’

‘I—I…’ She couldn’t go on.

‘Why particularly not mine, Maisie?’

She read the determination in his eyes to get an answer.

‘B-because—because I need to get away from all this. I need to be able to put it all behind me and make a fresh start. I—’

‘Who said anything to the contrary?’ he queried.

Her throat worked. ‘It’s dreadfully hard to explain, but I just would rather—do it my way. I mean, thank you, I appreciate your thoughtfulness—’

‘Maisie, your baby is a Dixon whether you like it or not,’ he interrupted impatiently.

‘What—what does that mean?’ she stammered.

‘We—apart from Tim,’ he said drily, ‘do not abandon our seed to an unknown fate.’

She fired up suddenly. ‘It’s not an unknown fate!’

He tipped a hand. ‘Perhaps I could have phrased that a little differently. But surely, for a girl in your position, it’s got to be welcome news that you’ll have some back-up?’

She stared at him.

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