Had he been ill?
‘Who saves you when I am not around?’
‘These things only happen to me when you are.’ She sucked in a deep breath. ‘Look, I can save you time and energy.’ She lowered her eyes as her composure slipped and added huskily, ‘I know why you’re here.’
He stiffened, wariness sliding into his grey eyes as he met her candid gaze.
‘You’re here to plead my birth mother… Angelina’s case.’ Maggie bit her lip. ‘I know I sent her letter back unopened, but since then… I’ve thought about it a lot and spoke with Mum and I can see that I have been unfair. I know she had reasons for giving me up and things couldn’t have turned out better for me. I have a marvellous family. I would like to meet her…later…’ She still struggled with the idea that it could be the positive experience her mum suggested, but she was willing to try.
The silence stretched.
‘I’m sure that Angelina will be pleased that you feel this way, but that is between you and her.’
‘But I thought.?’
‘I came because we had something that…it was not over.’ And until it was he would remain unable to function. ‘I want you back.’
The breath left her body in one startled gasp. ‘You want me back.’
His lifted a shoulder in an irritated shrug. ‘No, I was just passing.’ His eyes narrowed as he hissed, ‘Why else would I be here?’
‘And what I want? I suppose that is irrelevant.’
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