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When she told him about Pompella's recouages She didn't know if it was because the doctor had recommended it or because Rachel had refused to comply
Having no real desire to find out, she didn't ask
"Give me your contact infor startled her
Too unsettled by his unexpected reaction to ask why he wanted both her home and work address as well as every contact nuave him her details Even if it did seem like overkill
"And now, you are all right now?"
"I'ht that they would not have released her froency room if she hadn't been
"I will talk to you later," he said tersely and rang off
CHAPTER SEVEN
Rachel stared at the now dead phone in her hands for several seconds
The sound of surf cah her open patio doors and the wicker back of her chair rubbed against her shoulder blades like it always did, but she felt distinctly like she'd stepped out of her own little apartment into an alternate reality One where Sebastian Kouros was not such a pig
Their discussion had gone nothing like she'd envisioned it There had been no recrie, though he had not acknowledged his fatherhood either Shockingly, he hadn't le base accusation, if she discounted his assu her virginity to him
And she couldn't really blaiven him a different last name
As far as she could tell, he had not even been angry, but why had he hung up so abruptly?
Maybe he was trying to decide if he believed her Perhaps, like her, he needed ti She hadn't exactly faced up to reality all in one go and for him, it had to be even worse He'd ditched her and now she canant, a woman he didn't want, didn't trust and had obviously hoped never to see again
The other side of her nightant slime
Only he had not reacted like he was in a nightmare If she could believe her own ears, she would have to say that the tone of voice she'd heard the most from his end had been relief, closely followed by concern How could a man who believed she was the lowest of the loorried about her?
There was black humor in the situation if she allowed herself to see it, but instead of laughing she felt a painful twinge in her heart She'd been nun her feelingsback to torment her Then she realized in all likelihood it was an actual physical ache caused by her condition
It had to be She had nothing left inside her heart to react to him on an emotional level
Thoughts of Sebastian, the baby and her medical condition whirled around in Rachel'sit iht
He hadn't called back and she didn't knohat that meant No matter how ot no closer to unraveling the puzzle of the man who had fathered her child and then rejected her with such devastating cruelty
Added to that, fear for the future and the health of her unborn baby kept her e levels of tension She tried to find a comfortable position to sleep, but no et her body to relax enough for sole, she gave up and got out of the bed
A cup of hot milk always helped in books, so she zapped soar and vanilla because it sounded good and drank it
She didn't feel appreciably more tired or relaxed, but she went back to her bedrooet some rest The messy pile of sheets, askew pillows and her royal blue silk coht She would have to re back into it
She had fluffed her pillows, put the the top sheet into place when her doorbell rang A quick glance at the bedside clock told her it was three in thedrawn out sound, insistent on an answer
The pale blue sheet fluttered froers and she stared at her bedroom doorway, undecided about whether or not to answer that suht visit her in the ht None of her mother's friends had her current address and none of the people she kneould be so discourteous
The insistent peal caain and irresistibly drawn by the su the carpeted hallway to the front door She stopped in front of it, adrenaline rushing through her,her heart beat too quickly for comfort
A fist pounded against the steel door and she pressed a hand against her breastbone, trying to steady her heart rate as she looked through the peephole At first she saw only a snohite dress shirt, looking less than pristine, undone at the neck and no tie She couldn't see the nize him on her deathbed
Sebastian
She flipped the locks, dis hi the door open
Her lips parted in order to greet him, but silence issued forth, not sound
His eyes were dark as slate with unnaard in its tiredness He was thinner than the last time she'd seen him, as if he'd been ill recently and stress lines bracketed his mouth The past three months must have been pretty hairy businesswise for him to look so worn
Her hand went out toward him in an involuntary bid to confirm the reality of her vision with touch, her mind unable to accept that Sebastian Kouros was actually standing on the other side of her entry