Chapter 30

Sasha curved a hand around her stomach, trying to be generous, to remember he was shocked, that she’d had time to adjust to this news and he was being presented with it all now. “Really?” She arched her brow. “But it is,”

He swore and moved towards a bar in the corner, pulling out two bottles of mineral water. He stalked towards her and held one out and she took it without thinking, her fingers curving over the top, but she didn’t drink it. She watched him take several gulps of the liquid before he dropped the bottle.

“I can’t… I can’t be a father. I’m not ready to be one. I didn’t plan to be one right now,”

Kaleb was madder than hell. It was so obvious: she had put him squarely in the frame as the father. No woman had enraged and inflamed him as comprehensively as Sasha. He had tried to put her out of his mind, but his body would not let him, a galling admission to make, but not one he intended to act on. His dark eyes raked assessingly over her. The tiny white sh