face of her declaration, said something else entirely, she realized with a little panic.
He circled the room, moving a thing here and there and finally, leaned against the bed. âHow are you here, today?â
âI donât understand.â
âHow did you come to be here at the villa, tonight of all nights? Did you knowâ?â
âAbout the party? Of course not. You think I wanted to make a spectacle of myself in front of your exalted family? Valentina must have decided tonight was best.â
One haughty brow rose on his face. âFor what?â
âI hinted, pretty heavily, that I wanted to say hello to you and Luca. She assumed that I was eager to renew my friendship with Luca.â
âAnd Luca?â The two words rang with his displeasure.
Frustration made her voice sharp. âWhat about Luca?â
Something flashed in his gaze, the first sign that maybe he wasnât so composed. âHow did you arrive on his arm?â
Of all the things he had said and unsaid today, this annoyed her most. âHe was kind enough to escort me to you when I insisted on seeing you.â
âYou told me that night that you were protected.â
The sudden shift in the conversation caught her off guard. âI was. I began the pill a few weeks before I left for Italy.â
âIn preparation for your fling abroad?â
His barb pricked her, but sheâd rather he believe that heâd been the convenient choice. The one man sheâd picked out of a lineup to have her supposed holiday fling with. âI was in over my head from the minute I saw you, yes.â Resentment sheâd swallowed for years flared. âWhatâs your excuse then?â
âYou think I blame you for that night.â The idea seemed to shock him.
What else was she supposed to think , she wanted to throw back at him. Even now, he looked at her as if she was his worst nightmare. There was no point in scraping old wounds however. âEven the pill is not one-hundred-percent foolproof.â He remained silent again and it began to scrape Alex raw. âIf you donât believe me, thenââ
âSince Iâm still feeling the consequences of that... very activity seven years ago, I believe I will refrain from it.â
âThatâs not an invitation. This trip isnât a ploy to renew that...madness. You probably find this hard to believe but not every woman wants a piece of your esteemed Conti pie.â She was so angry she wanted to thump the man.
âReally?â
He made it so easy to despise him with his insufferable attitude.
To pretend that her skin hadnât prickled, her heart hadnât raced, that even the thought of Izzie had disappeared in that moment when she had spied him again in that lounge. To act as though, for seven years, she hadnât relived every moment with him a thousand times.
âYes. I have too much self-respect to be attracted to a man who thinks Iâm a liar and worse. To want a man who dismissed me like garbage back in my life.â
Faint lines appeared around his mouth before he looked away.
Bloodthirsty enough after that scene in the lounge, Alex felt feral satisfaction that sheâd landed another one.
âWhy did you wait seven years to...make this claim?â
âCalling it a claim will not make it less of a truth.â The taunt was instant and yet...she had a feeling it had taken him this long to work toward the subject of Isabella, to acknowledge the ticking bomb between them.
He pushed off the bed and Alex needed all her will power to not step back. âDid you think I would have no questions for you at all?â She remained silent and he continued. âWhy didnât you let me know immediately?â
âBy the time I realized I was...pregnant, I was almost ten weeks along.â
âIs that why you kept...the baby?â He raised a hand to cut her off. âYou were twenty. I...cannot