His Pregnant Bride: Pregnant by the Greek Tycoon / His Pregnant Princess / Pregnant: Father Needed

The fire in his dark eyes provided a stark contrast to the icy expression of austere disdain that spread across his lean face.

‘I have no wish to be regaled with your romantic adventures. Nicky does not need men in the plural…’

The criticism struck her as the height of hypocrisy. ‘I’m not the one who has trouble forming stable relationships… And who did you have in mind as a role model?’ Her feathery brows lifted. ‘You? Don’t make me laugh,’ she pleaded with contempt.

Angolos’s expression was glacial as he responded. ‘You have someone you consider more suitable in mind?’

Her chin lifted. ‘And if I do?’ she challenged pugnaciously.

‘If you do, Georgette, I would advise you not to pursue that very dangerous course.’

Her chest swelled with outrage. ‘Is that a threat?’

His silky smile sent a shiver down her rigid spine, but it was the fluttery sensation low in her stomach that sent her several steps closer to outright panic.

‘Threats are for wimps.’

A hissing sound of disgust issued from her pursed lips. ‘That is exactly the sort of macho posturing I don’t want my son exposed to.’

‘Our son.’

Their combative stares locked and the seconds ticked by. Georgie was the first to break the lengthening silence.

‘You can’t just walk back into my life this way, Angolos…’ She turned away, her face scrunched up in anguish as the fight drained from her body. ‘It’s not fair.’

‘Only children expect life to be fair.’ The unexpected note of sympathy in his voice brought a lump to her aching throat.

‘It rather depends on their experience.’ Her lips curved upwards, but there was no smile in her eyes as she added, ‘You forget that my mother walked out when I was a baby.’

‘No, I remember.’ He dragged a hand through his hair. ‘Your grandmother will be pleased to see us reunited.’

‘Don’t talk like it’s a done deal, Angolos,’ she warned, managing a weak smile at his irony.

‘But you agree that a stable family environment is the best place to bring up a child.’

‘Of course I do; I’m not stupid.’ Georgie forced her clenched fists to relax. ‘I need time to think. This is just too much…too soon…’

‘We were good together…you must remember…’

Her eyes flew wide open as anger surged through her body—other things surged too, but she concentrated hard on the anger.

‘So good, in fact, that you threw me out.’

Unable to hold her accusing gaze, Angolos brought his dark lashes down in a concealing screen. ‘I am not proud…’

‘I don’t much care about your precious pride or regret or anything else!’ she declared hotly. ‘The fact is you rejected our baby…So you want to be a family now—’ her slender shoulders lifted ‘—big deal! Next year or next week even you’ll probably have changed your mind again. Do you think I’d put my future and that of my son in the hands of someone so…who can’t make up his mind what he wants?’

‘I know exactly what I want.’

His low, throaty declaration sent a jolt of sharp sexual awareness through her body. ‘Yes, you want your own way,’ she contended without looking at him. Looking at him would be a very bad idea just now.

‘I want us to be a family and I think you do too.’

She angled a narrow-eyed look at his face. ‘That was what I thought we were four years ago. Give me one reason why I should ever believe what you say to me? You’ve never even told me why! All I got was a shrug and a sneer and c…coldness.’ She stopped and bit her lip to control the quiver in her voice.

‘All I want to know is why…’

‘Well, for starters, I knew that you were sleeping with someone else.’

A long throbbing silence developed.

‘Not that again,’ she said wearily. ‘Not even you are that stupid. Sure…sure I had a string of lovers.’

The expression she saw cross his face suggested this wasn’t the response he had been expecting. ‘I had proof.’

‘That I would really like to see.’

‘You’ve got nerve, I’ll give you that,’ he gritted back. ‘But you were not as careful as you thought.’

‘Come on, Angolos, I’m not listening unless you tell me the real reason you rejected Nicky.’

His beautiful mouth twisted as their eyes touched. ‘I was prepared…I actually thought we might be able to get beyond your infidelity,’ he recalled. ‘I blamed myself for leaving you alone.’

‘You were going to forgive me!’ This got even more implausible. ‘If you seriously thought there was another man you would have torn him limb from limb,’ she contended.

He gave an odd, twisted smile. ‘You’d have thought so, wouldn’t you?’

‘So what’s the real reason?’

Above the sound of the waves crashing softly on the sand she heard his white teeth grating. ‘Be honest,’ she recom mended.

‘Me, honest?’

‘A baby didn’t fit in with your life then, did it?’ she claimed, ignoring his raw interjection. ‘I don’t know what’s changed, but now you’ve suddenly decided—’

He pressed his hand to his mouth and shook his dark head. ‘Theos!’ he thundered, eyeing her with frustrated incredulity. His chest rose and fell in tune to his rapid, uneven respirations. ‘I knew I couldn’t have children.’

CHAPTER NINE

THE only sound to disturb the silence that followed Angolos’s driven declaration was the cracking noise as he clenched his long fingers and the audible hiss of his laboured breathing.

‘Not have children…?’ Georgie shot a sideways look at his taut profile. ‘You’re not making any sense.’

‘I was told that I couldn’t have children.’

She just stared at him, hearing, but not able to digest what he had said.

‘Do you understand what I’m saying?’