Chapter 60

• “You're right I'm selfish,” he continued, “And you don't have to be sorry for pointing it out, but I'll be selfish as hell when it comes to protecting this child.”
• “Don't you mean your ticket to getting your inheritance?” she shot back, unable to stop herself.
• Tears brimmed in her eyes, and the color was so vivid, so beautiful, and for a tiny second there as he touched her, he felt as if he had come home. Home, not just to some tropical paradise, where lush green trees reached for a sky that blended with the ocean, but home to the capricious, captivating spirit of Anna, and so alien was the feeling that welled inside him, so physical the pain that suddenly gripped him, it took a second for Cedric to register it as need. A need so pure he could feel it, a yearning for the balmy, safe haven he had found all those months ago, for the time spent in each other's arms and minds, when the world had seemed at peace; and he ached, ached to reach over to catch the splash of tears that rolled down her cheeks, to pull her in his arms and make her world safe. But he couldn't, because it was clear now that he'd ruined everything. It was too late. She hated him and she was never going to forgive him, but he had one more chance with their child, and he wasn't going to ruin that too.