Chapter 59

Now Simon was the one backing away, feeling a little poleaxed again. His recent revelation was too new, too raw to articulate. This whole day was taking on an unreal hue, as if he’d stepped into some mad time-warp. He was in a house in New York with a woman who’d stepped into his life and turned it upside down.

She’d just told him she was pregnant, and he was still there. He wasn’t running as fast as his legs could carry him away from her, which was how he’d always envisaged reacting to such a scenario.

Simon looked at her steadily and tried to ignore the way her hair was escaping the confines of its neat bun, the way he could see the hollow at the bottom of her throat where he’d opened the button. Even now, more than ever, he wanted her.

He answered almost distractedly, “Yes…of course I did. On some level.”

Someday. His mind cleared and fixed on Sara. “I guess I don't have to ask you… I know having a child is something you've already given a lot of thought,”