The Spaniard's Pregnant Bride by Maisey Yates

Author:Maisey Yates [Yates, Maisey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarlequinUKLtd
Published: 2016-08-31T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

THE NEXT FEW days in paradise felt much more like days serving a prison sentence with a taciturn warden.

In a cell with a gorgeous view. And the taciturn warden turned into a passionate lover at night. But basically otherwise the same.

He’d been different since the dream. And he never spent the night with her after they made love. Instead, he left her boneless and sated then walked out of the room. He didn’t go back to his bed, though. She’d checked. She was starting to wonder if the man slept at all.

He was shutting her out. That much was clear. And it hurt. It shouldn’t hurt. She knew what their situation was. They were having a child. One he didn’t even want a hands-on part in raising. She was to be his temporary wife to appease both her parents and the media, and beyond that what they did in the bedroom had nothing to do with anything.

It certainly had nothing to do with feelings.

But from the moment she’d met Cristian feeling had bloomed inside of her. Annoyance, for no reason at all. Simply because the sardonic lift of a brow or the glitter in his eyes felt like it was mocking her.

Because his jaw was too square, his lips too captivating.

Then later, the wedding ring on his finger far too bright. So golden and bold she could sometimes stare at nothing else when he sat at her parents’ dinner table. A reminder, even when his wife wasn’t there, that he belonged to someone. And that his wife belonged to him.

A realization that burrowed beneath her skin and itched and chafed and left her feeling scraped raw by the end of the evening.

He was always like that for her.

The idea she was suddenly supposed to try to feel nothing for him now they were sleeping together, now that they were having a child and planning to marry each other, was ridiculous.

He was right. People would come up with all kinds of excuses to continue existing in that hazy realm of pleasure they’d found together.

But excuses wore thin. And the reality began to show through the threadbare little lies, revealing the whole inconvenient truth beneath.

She blinked furiously, not wanting to think about it at all. It was like tugging the already fragile threads, showing more and more of the truth to herself and she despised it.

Why do you think you’ve always felt such big things for him? Why do you suppose that wedding ring was a physical pain to witness?

She wiped at a tear that tracked down her cheek and took in a shuddering breath. It didn’t matter. It didn’t matter at all. Whatever she might feel, Cristian didn’t.

She laughed, a shaky, watery sound. He’d had to be tricked into an attraction to her. Had he known it was her the night of the ball...well, the night would never have happened.

But if she had known...if he’d been without a mask and he’d extended that hand to her, and she’d looked up and seen his gorgeous, familiar face looking down at her.

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