She didn’t need to ask what he was talking about. She’d been hurt when he hadn’t tried harder to see her despite their families’ dictate that they stay away from each other.
“It’s ancient history now.” She wasn’t about to admit how much that breakup had stung.
Especially not now, when she needed to shape a future for herself and her son. The less she looked back at the past, the better.
“I hope so. We’ve got a whole future ahead of us to plan.” His hand found the small of her back as she stepped up onto the stone landing of the front steps. “Together.”
His touch set off the familiar awareness that he’d always inspired. And how potent it felt now as they moved toward the threshold of this home with their son in his arms.
She’d be staying for two weeks inside a home where Jean-Pierre had almost seduced her ten years ago. How resistant would she be here, of all places, when they shared so much history? Lucky for her, she had César to remind her of her priorities. She wouldn’t allow herself to be trapped in a loveless marriage. Children didn’t thrive in that kind of stilted environment.
“I’m sure we’ll figure out an equitable arrangement.” Her familiarity with legal settlements had already prompted her to draw up some possible scenarios for sharing custody, but she wanted to wait a few days to raise the topic for discussion.
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