Chapter 31

There was a long, loaded silence. His eyes met hers incredulously. “Does Tilly know… About the baby?” Kaleb asked in a shocked voice.

“No she doesn’t, at least not yet, so don’t worry about it,” Tilly retorted.

He was shaking his head as if he had just come out of some long-term trance. Surely this had to be a dream. Weeks ago he’d told himself that no matter how tempted he was—he wasn’t going to go near her again, but now here he was, dealing with the consequences of that one time together.

“How far along are you now?”

“Seven weeks”

“You’re kidding”

“I wish I was.”

The dark eyes bored into her. “And what’s that supposed to mean?”

Sasha looked at him. What did he expect her to say? That she was overjoyed at the thought of bringing an unplanned child into the world? A child whose father thought so little of her that he had not been near her since that night of passion weeks ago.” I don’t know what I mean,” she said. “I’m mixed up, I gue