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She thought at first that her period was late because of the stress and the e broken the professional boundaries by sleeping with her boss But her aching breasts were not so easy to ignore And then she’don the floor of her bathrooht away that she had to tell Dihtened She’d blocked out thoughts of how heshe had known above all else was that she wanted to keep this baby And that her feelings for her boss were secondary to that one fundamental truth

But Di and she are she couldn’t tell hi like that over the phone, or by eht be intercepted or overheard On escalating tenterhooks, she waited until he flew in and phoned to say he would be back in the office first thing Monday She tried to blot out the fact that a new distance seemed to have entered his voice, and that he sounded cool when he spoke to her And that hen she’d known that she couldn’t wait a o round to his apart to be anything like a ‘perfect’ ti his baby

She had—foolishly, in retrospect—gone to a lot of trouble with her appearance thatShe’d washed her hair and applied a little more make-up than usual She’d put on a dress, because, she re day—but it hadn’t been as warm outside as it had looked fros being covered in goosebumps Afterwards she’d wondered whether she had stupidly been hoping for some romantic conclusion to her news That he would sweep her into his ar eyes, and tell her that it was all going to be okay

Of course she had

But he had taken ages to answer the door and, when he had, he had been bad-tempered, sleepy and half naked, his icy eyes narrowed and bloodshot, and his hard jaw shadoith growth

‘What is it, Erin?’ he questioned iht wince ‘Can’t it wait?’

She had walked into his apartreeted her There was an e on the floor and another which was half drunk—standing on the sainity Noas probably not the rightto be a daddy, but what choice did she have? Tell hi desperately to squeeze in the unwelcos?

It took her a moment or two to notice the various items of female underwear strewn around the roo the lurid cover of what looked like a porn fil to her cheeks as she recalled the picture of a wo and wielding some sort of whip, with a scary look in her eyes Erin had little experience of ot up to in their leisure ti on

And it was then that a wo Erin feel like the biggest fool in the world, because the the wo blonde hair was e breasts jiggled provocatively as she walked into the reception roo Erin—and pouted at Dimitri

‘Aren’t you co back to bed, lyubimiy?’

The fact that she was obviously Russian had only et any more dire than it already was Erin saw the expression on Di interrupted and an unmistakable look of lust, which had automatically darkened his eyes

‘Go back to bed and I’ll be there in alook ‘So what is it, Erin? What do you want?’

‘I’ Erin had been at a loss; her words tailing off until the blonde had wiggled her way back towards the bedroo sight of her pale, globe-like buttocks

‘Look’ He paused, as if searching for the right words to say, but of course there were no right words ‘I think we both knohat happened that night was afor some kind of repeat—’

‘No! No, of course I wasn’t,’ she said, forcing soless smile onto her lips as she realised there was only one direction she could conte ‘I came here to hand in my notice’