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Angel’s lean, hard jaw line took on an aggressive slant ‘Maybe I’ve changed,’ he ad her

Merry’s tense face stiffened with suspicion ‘That’s doubtful You are what you are’

‘Everyone is capable of change and soe siel traded, his lean, dark features taut ‘When you first told h what I was doing Gut instinct urged me to protect my way of life I listened to ot an intolerable mess’

Merry forced herself to breathe in deep and slow and stay calm He sounded sincere but she didn’t trust him ‘It’s the way you made it and now you have to live with it’

Angel threw back his broad shoulders and lifted his arrogant dark head high, effortlessly doh Merry was a coht inches tall, he ell over six feet in height and stood the tallest in s ‘I can’t live with it,’ he told her with flat finality ‘I will continue to fight for access to hter’

The breath fluttered in Merry’s drying throat, consternation and fury punching up through her, bringing a flood of eel! If you al letters, I will hate you even h?’ she hurled at him with bitter emphasis

‘When I can finally establish a norel responded, his lean, strong face set with stubborn resolve ‘It is my duty to establish that relationship and I won’t shirk it’

‘The way you shirked everything else that ith fatherhood?’ Merry scorned ‘The responsibility? The conant problem you threw money at!’

‘I won’t apologise for that I was raised to solve probleht to put my faith in lawyers and to protect myself first’

‘Angel…you are strong enough to protect yourself in a cage full of lions!’ Merry shot back at him wrathfully ‘You didn’t need the lawyers when I wasn’tany demands!’

A ton of hurt and turbulent eht it valiantly She was trying so hard not to throw pointless recriminations at him In an effort to put a physical barrier between them she flopped down in the chair behind the desk ‘Did you ever…even once…think about feelings?’ she prompted involuntarily

Angel frowned at her, wondering what she truly wanted froive in return for access to his daughter It wasn’t a calculation he wanted to do at that id, heart-shaped face stiff and pale as death ‘Feelings?’ he repeated blankly

‘My feelings,’ Merry specified helplessly ‘Hoould feel for o into work the next day and realise that he couldn’t even stand to haveto do my job?’

Angel froze as if she had fired an ice gun at hieous dark eyes suddenly screened by his ridiculously luxuriant black lashes ‘No, I can’t say I did I didn’t view it in that light,’ he ad for both of us because our relationship had crossed too ot out of hand I also ensured that your career prospects were not daed in any way’

Merry closed her eyes tight, refusing to look at hiins and it sees either He was incapable of putting hi how she had felt ‘I felt…absolutely mortified that day, completely humiliated, hurt,’ she spelt out defiantly ‘The money didn’t soften the blow and I only took it because I didn’t kno long it would take for me to find another job’