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wineglass. “Sorry, none of my business.”
    She’d asked for Adam’s sake, didn’t want her son getting too attached to a man who would pack up his kit and leave in the next week.
    Not that she had any control over that. The moment Flynn had discovered Adam’s identity she’d known her son’s life would be irrevocably changed forever.
    “I go where I’m posted. Timelines are irrelevant.”
    He swirled his wine, focusing on the Shiraz, avoiding her gaze and in that instant she knew he was hiding something.
    “So what does that mean for Adam?”
    “I want to get to know my son.”
    He drained his wineglass before pinning her with an accusatory glare. “Something I should’ve been doing the last five years.”
    Seeing the pain contorting his mouth, hearing the anguish in his voice, her heart ached with the knowledge of what she’d done. But she’d done it for Adam. He came first. Always. No way in hell would her son go through what she had.
    “I’m sorry.”
    She laid a comforting hand over his, not surprised when he snatched it away. When he finally met her gaze his tortured regret threatened her righteous excuses, prompting her to spill the truth and she bit down on her bottom lip to stop from blurting everything.
    “Why didn’t you tell me?”
    She dropped her gaze, focused on her fingers fiddling with the tablecloth, before clasping them so hard her knuckles stood out.
    “Because you’d made your choice. The army was your future. You told me the day you enlisted, remember?”
    “Don’t you dare put this back on me.”
    Every word cracked like a whip through the tension-fraught air, sharp and painful and biting.
    “I would’ve been there for you, damn it.”
    “Would you? Really ?”
    Anger surged as their gazes locked in a hot, furious battle. Where there’d once been tenderness and love, his furious silent accusations tore into her and made her chest ache.
    “You never gave me a chance — ”
    “Come off it, you walked away from what we had. We were just starting out and you made your choices, trading uni for the army. You never even discussed it with me, you just did it and expected me to be okay. So I cut my losses for four years and then you show up that night we went crazy … ” She shook her head. “You turned your back on me once. I didn’t want you potentially doing the same to Adam.”
    He swore, swiped a hand across his face.
    “Is that what this is about? You were mad at me for enlisting and leaving you, so chose to punish me by withholding Adam?”
    “Hell no.”
    The choices she made had never been about punishing him, had been all about Adam. And would continue to be about Adam, no matter how hard Flynn pushed her for answers.
    “Then why?”
    She glanced away, torn by the hint of desperation in his voice. She had to give him something, some semblance of the truth. She owed him that much.
    “Because even if you’d known about Adam you would’ve left anyway. You would’ve come and gone as you pleased, breaking that little boy’s heart every time, if … ”
    She broke off, clamped her lips shut, horrified she’d been about to say if you came back at all.
    “If?”
    “Nothing.”
    She picked up her wine, drank half in two gulps, the alcohol burning a path down her throat and effectively obliterating the growing lump of emotion there. She’d known tonight would be tough but where had this insane urge to bawl come from?
    “This is about you, isn’t it?”
    She could deal with his anger and bitterness. The compassion in his voice almost undid her completely.
    “You went through the same thing as a kid. With the colonel.”
    It was a partial truth and all he’d get from her, so she nodded.
    “It was a nightmare, jumping every time the phone rang or someone knocked on the door, for fear of bad news. Then the few times he came home … ”
    He leaned forward, reached out to her before sliding his hand away. “Tell me.”
    “He wasn’t fit to be a father.”
    “And