The Blackmail Pregnancy

‘You could say that.’ She gave a deep sigh. ‘I’m moving in with him this evening.’

Trevor’s eyes widened, his brows disappearing under his floppy fringe.

‘Is that wise?’

She gave him an ironic look.

‘No, but wisdom doesn’t come into it, I’m afraid. It’s a matter of do or be damned.’

‘Is he forcing your hand?’

‘Oh, I had a choice,’ she said. ‘Sort of.’

‘I’m sorry, Cara,’ he said. ‘This is all my fault. It’s not fair that you’re being forced to pay the price.’

‘Don’t worry about it,’ she reassured him. ‘I’ll be fine. Byron will soon tire of me. I’m what is commonly referred to by most men as “hard work”.’

‘You’re not hard work,’ he said. ‘You’re wounded. That’s totally different.’

She gave him a small wry smile.

‘Only you would see the difference.’

‘I’m sure he will too, in time. Maybe you should be totally honest with him. He might understand more than you think,’ he offered hopefully.

‘Byron’s not the understanding type. He’s had life too good. What would he know about how the other half live? He’s had everything handed to him on a plate—including me.’

‘Do you still care for him?’

‘I don’t know what I feel,’ she answered honestly. ‘I’ve taught myself not to feel anything for so long I can’t quite find the on switch any more.’

‘It will come back if you give yourself some time. You need to let the dust of the past settle for a little longer, get some more perspective.’

‘You should’ve been a counsellor, Trev,’ she said. ‘You’ve got all the answers.’

‘No, I haven’t.’ He kissed the top of her head as he jumped down from her desk. ‘I just know what the questions are.’

Cara drove towards Cremorne, her heart still heavy in her chest at what she was about to commit to. Byron was little more than a stranger to her now. How was she to simply slot back into his life as if nothing had happened? It would take all the acting ability she had to survive.

His car was in the large garage, and she parked in the space alongside it. Her run-down Mazda looked very out of place next to his Mercedes—but then, nearly everything about them was just as disparate.