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vigorously in response. For one horrifying moment Jamie thought he would drop the baby and changed his grip, holding him in his arms the way he had held hundreds of small children in his career. But this wasn’t any child. This was his child. A surge of love and tenderness for his son caught Jamie unawares. Oh, God, he groaned inwardly. What sort of future had he inflicted on this innocent baby? He had to find out the blood results before he became any more involved with either of them. He closed his eyes against the image of life without Sarah or Calum.
‘Ubh,’ he said as tiny, strong fingers reached forward and gripped his lower lip, yanking it forward. His eyes shot open, to meet those of his son regarding him intently. Strong hands. Jamie thought past the pain. He’ll make a good rock climber with a grip like that. And as an image of himself and his son several years older, climbing together, passed through his mind, Jamie realised that for the second time in his life he had fallen hopelessly and irrevocably in love.
Heated bottle in hand, Sarah stood watching Jamie and her son. Their son. He seemed so relaxed with his child and Calum in his turn seemed happy and contented with his father. She felt confused. What did it all mean? Jamie taking her in his arms, playing with his child. And how did she feel about it? She needed to know what was going on inside Jamie’s head.
‘Let me change Calum’s nappy and give him his feed. Then perhaps we can talk once he’s asleep,’ she suggested.
Jamie stood up, handing the baby over.
‘Talk about what, Sarah?’ he asked softly
‘Us. You and me. Well, maybe not us.’ She stumbled over the words. That wasn’t what she’d intended to say. He obviously had no intention of there being an ‘us’. ‘You and Calum.’
‘Of course I’ll make sure you are both well provided for financially.’
‘Financially?’ Sarah echoed, feeling the blood in her veins turn to ice. ‘Is that what you think I want? Financial help with a bit of sex on the side?’
‘I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression, but I don’t think I can give you an answer to what you’re asking—not yet.’
Sarah felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment. She had got it wrong—again! For a blind moment she had allowed herself to believe that Jamie wanted her as much as she wanted him. But what was even worse, he didn’t seem to want Calum either!
‘You can’t keep popping in and out of our lives, Jamie. Calum, at least, has a right to either have you in his life with all the commitment that entails or you have to stay out of our lives. For his sake—and mine.’ She lifted her chin, determined not to let him know how much her words were costing her. She couldn’t—wouldn’t—let him see how much she was hurting.
‘I need some time SJ. That’s all I’m asking. At the moment I can’t give either of you what you are looking for.’
‘Then I think you’d better leave, don’t you?’
Jamie went over to the sofa and retrieved his jacket. ‘Of course. I shouldn’t have come.’ He looked at Sarah and then at his son. Sarah could see something close to anguish reflected in his eyes. ‘Goodbye, SJ,’ he said softly as he gently closed the door behind him.
CHAPTER FIVE
S ARAH crept into the department, praying that she’d be able to avoid Jamie until she had some strong coffee under her belt. What had she been thinking? Falling into his arms like some overwrought child? But she knew her response to Jamie had been anything but that of a child. She almost groaned aloud as she remembered how his body had felt, hard and muscular against hers. She felt her cheeks go pink as she thought of his lips trailing across her shoulders, finding the secret spot at the base of her throat that he knew from past experience drove her wild. Stupid, stupid, stupid, she berated herself. How could she have succumbed so quickly to his touch, thought for one moment that his feelings had changed?
‘Ubh,’ he said as tiny, strong fingers reached forward and gripped his lower lip, yanking it forward. His eyes shot open, to meet those of his son regarding him intently. Strong hands. Jamie thought past the pain. He’ll make a good rock climber with a grip like that. And as an image of himself and his son several years older, climbing together, passed through his mind, Jamie realised that for the second time in his life he had fallen hopelessly and irrevocably in love.
Heated bottle in hand, Sarah stood watching Jamie and her son. Their son. He seemed so relaxed with his child and Calum in his turn seemed happy and contented with his father. She felt confused. What did it all mean? Jamie taking her in his arms, playing with his child. And how did she feel about it? She needed to know what was going on inside Jamie’s head.
‘Let me change Calum’s nappy and give him his feed. Then perhaps we can talk once he’s asleep,’ she suggested.
Jamie stood up, handing the baby over.
‘Talk about what, Sarah?’ he asked softly
‘Us. You and me. Well, maybe not us.’ She stumbled over the words. That wasn’t what she’d intended to say. He obviously had no intention of there being an ‘us’. ‘You and Calum.’
‘Of course I’ll make sure you are both well provided for financially.’
‘Financially?’ Sarah echoed, feeling the blood in her veins turn to ice. ‘Is that what you think I want? Financial help with a bit of sex on the side?’
‘I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression, but I don’t think I can give you an answer to what you’re asking—not yet.’
Sarah felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment. She had got it wrong—again! For a blind moment she had allowed herself to believe that Jamie wanted her as much as she wanted him. But what was even worse, he didn’t seem to want Calum either!
‘You can’t keep popping in and out of our lives, Jamie. Calum, at least, has a right to either have you in his life with all the commitment that entails or you have to stay out of our lives. For his sake—and mine.’ She lifted her chin, determined not to let him know how much her words were costing her. She couldn’t—wouldn’t—let him see how much she was hurting.
‘I need some time SJ. That’s all I’m asking. At the moment I can’t give either of you what you are looking for.’
‘Then I think you’d better leave, don’t you?’
Jamie went over to the sofa and retrieved his jacket. ‘Of course. I shouldn’t have come.’ He looked at Sarah and then at his son. Sarah could see something close to anguish reflected in his eyes. ‘Goodbye, SJ,’ he said softly as he gently closed the door behind him.
CHAPTER FIVE
S ARAH crept into the department, praying that she’d be able to avoid Jamie until she had some strong coffee under her belt. What had she been thinking? Falling into his arms like some overwrought child? But she knew her response to Jamie had been anything but that of a child. She almost groaned aloud as she remembered how his body had felt, hard and muscular against hers. She felt her cheeks go pink as she thought of his lips trailing across her shoulders, finding the secret spot at the base of her throat that he knew from past experience drove her wild. Stupid, stupid, stupid, she berated herself. How could she have succumbed so quickly to his touch, thought for one moment that his feelings had changed?
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