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stitches.”
    “No-o.”
His observation sent annoyance crawling over her skin like a platoon of ants.
How dare he question her about something as important as Sean’s safety? “I
can’t have him getting hurt.”
    “Of
course not.”
    Since
he agreed with her, Kara didn’t know why she couldn’t let the matter drop. “I
should have been more careful.”
    “You
were being careful. We both were.”
    “Not
careful enough.”
    He
dropped his eyelids and studied her from beneath his lashes. “How careful would
that be?”
    “Careful
enough so he wouldn’t get hurt.”
    “I
see.” He checked his wafer-thin Gucci watch. “How long will he sleep?”
    “An
hour or two.” Kara moved about the room, straightening pillows, aligning books
on shelves, and putting toys in their proper place. His gaze followed her
closely. The perusal ratcheted up her general level of irritation. “You must be
ready to take off.”
    “In
a minute.” He took her hand, led her toward the couch, and waited for her to
sit. He dropped into place beside her.
    “Now,
what?” She fidgeted, but he remained silent. “If this is about you moving in
here, you can just forget it.”
    “We
both need more time before we decide anything about Sean. I’m going to Atlanta
in the morning for a meeting with Mother and Allie.” His expression brightened.
“While I’m there, I’m going to tell them about Sean.”
    The
thought of Wyatt’s autocratic mother knowing about Sean filled Kara with
dismay. Who knew how much the Iron Butterfly would try to influence Wyatt
regarding his claim to her second grandchild? Kara sprang up and headed for the
kitchen. “Could I get you something to drink?”
    “No.”
He encircled her wrist as she tried to pass by him. “Sit down.” He nodded
toward the place she’d occupied seconds before. “Please.”        
    With
a sense of impending doom, Kara did as he requested. She knew with a certainty
that she wouldn’t like anything he had to say.
    “Do
you have any pictures of Sean I could take with me to show them?” He nodded at
a photo collage on the wall.
    “Sure.”
If that was all he wanted, she wouldn’t mind complying.
    He
rubbed his chin and hesitated. “Or you and Sean could go with me so they can
meet him in person.”
    “No!”
Revulsion propelled the word out of her mouth.
    He
lifted an eyebrow in his Master-of-the-Universe way. “Then they’ll probably
want to come here to see him. I don’t suppose you like that idea any better.”
    Recalling
the scene she’d made at Rosalie Maitland’s home during her only meeting with
the woman, Kara shuddered. “I’ll try to accustom myself to the possibility.”
    “They’ll
have a lot of questions for both of us. Many of which I don’t know the answers
to.”
    She
grimaced at the reminder. “You said—”
    “I
know what I said.” His impatience caused her to blink. “And I know what we
agreed. If I regret that I didn’t know the truth sooner, it’s largely based on
the time I lost with my child and that you had to go through all of this alone.
Obviously, you chose to do so for reasons of your own. Now it’s my turn to
choose what I want to do from here.”
    Kara
held her breath as she waited for an ultimatum. When he didn’t issue one, she
revealed a faint but futile hope. “I don’t suppose you’re going to just go away
and leave us in peace, are you?”
    “Not
a chance in hell. I plan to see an attorney about establishing a legal claim to
paternity, with a view to setting up child support and visitation rights.”
    “All
of that?” Indignation steeled her spine. “Based on one night of passion? Why
don’t you ask for my life’s blood instead?” In a very real sense, that’s just
what he was asking for. Didn’t he realize that, or didn’t he care?
    “I’ve
been thinking about that night of passion.” He spoke in a detached, measured
tone, in marked contrast to Kara’s distress. Distrusting his studied air,