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two months before. ‘Don’t worry, I’m good for them.’ Then he reached out and touched her cheek.
    Tess jerked her head away from the tender stroke, disturbed by the clutch in her heart and the awareness shimmering across her cheekbone.
    ‘No touching, Nate,’ she said, holding onto the shiver of longing when his hand dropped to his side. ‘Twice was enough, don’t you think?’
    Even for a raving nymphomaniac.
    The smile died on his lips—but she refused to regret it.
    Their latest chemical explosion was only going to complicate an already untenable situation. She’d made a commitment to have her baby.
    She’d signed up with Eva’s obstetrician and had her first appointment four days ago. She’d bought a stack of books on pregnancy and childbirth, and had been on the phone every morning to Eva to debate her ballooning bust size and the slight queasiness that contrary to everyone else she’d ever heard of only affected her in the afternoon. And she’d been to the pharmacy to stock up on enough pregnancy vitamins to fell a rhinoceros. She’d even lined up interviews with a series of hospitality firms and started putting together a killer portfolio of her recent events to wow their socks off if she got an interview.
    And after a week of careful planning, and getting her life—her new life—into some semblance of order, she was convinced that she’d made the right decision. But it was her choice, and her baby, and she wanted to keep it that way. She wasn’t going to make the mistake of trying to drag Nate Graystone into that equation again, just because he had some spurious biological connection to her child.
    Clearly, spending over a year dating a man who had the sex drive of a sloth had made her uniquely susceptible to a man with the libido of a rampant tiger, but she wasn’t going to give in to her hormones—or him—again.
    She folded her arms over her waist and dampened the silly little blip in her heart rate as his gaze intensified. Let him think what he wanted. She needed to get over her reaction to this man. And fast. And flirting with him probably wasn’t the best way to go about it.
    ‘So what exactly did you come here for?’ she murmured when he didn’t say anything.
    Suspicion shadowed his eyes.
    ‘I came to find out if you are really pregnant and if the child’s definitely mine.’
    There was that if again, she thought resentfully. But she held onto her temper this time, determined not to say anything she would probably end up regretting.
    She’d foolishly had monkey sex with Nate Graystone twice now, but a chemical reaction was not a relationship. He’d rejected her once and he’d rejected her child too—she wasn’t going to leave herself open to more of the same.
    ‘Why the sudden change of heart?’ she asked evasively. ‘You seemed fairly convinced I was a lying tart the last time we met.’
    His brow creased, and the familiar cynicism flickered across his face. ‘I never said that.’
    She put the coffee mug down. ‘I told you I was pregnant. You told me it wasn’t yours. What part of that didn’t I understand?’
    ‘I overreacted,’ he replied curtly.
    ‘That’s quite an understatement,’ she said. ‘But it still doesn’t answer my question. What made you change your mind and decide I might not be lying after all?’
    ‘I never said you were lying.’ The crease on his brow became a fissure. ‘Are you pregnant or not? And if you are, how sure are you the child is mine?’
    Tess pushed her hands into the back pockets of her jeans. Did he really believe that the truth was all that mattered? That whether or not he was the father made up for the flippant response, the cold dismissal?
    ‘How would you react? If I told you that I am pregnant and the child’s definitely yours?’
    ‘I don’t know. Is that what you are telling me?’ he asked, his voice rising.
    It was her turn to frown. ‘What do you mean, you don’t know?’
    ‘I mean, I don’t know. I