Cassandra felt a rising sense of panic that Sébastien would just keep her here, like some kind of animal in a zoo. Why was he acting like this? Why was he treating her like he didn’t really want her here? Was his plan to take away her baby once she’d give birth? At this thought, Cassandra put her hand on her belly again, in an unconscious gesture of protection. “You’re not alone, Cassandra… Besides, here you have everything you want…” “Right… Everything…”           ‘Except you…’ Cassandra wanted to yell in his face.           Their eyes locked and her gaze pierced Sébastien’s stomach. She was so beautiful… Cassandra was dressed down in jeans and a loose shirt, and he could see the outline of her bra underneath, white and plain, and yet more seductive than the flimsiest lingerie he’d seen on her yet…

          Trembling with desire, Cassandra looked from the cord to Sébastien. He didn’t move back. His scent wrapped around her like a cloak of heavy desire. The sheer sexiness of him, and the room, overwhelmed her, and Cassandra lifted a hand to run her fingers through his hair, feeling the beautiful shape of his head.           And then, unable to wait any longer, the promise of fulfillment so close, Cassandra pulled his head to hers and their mouths touched. A week of not touching blew up around them instantly. It could’ve been a lifetime, the way things escalated so rapidly.           Without breaking contact, Sébastien lifted Cassandra from her seat and moved them over to the lush, velvety banquette behind them. He took his mouth from hers and she followed him momentarily, as if wary to break even that point of touch.     

          Cassandra was utterly consumed by him at that moment… Nothing else existed around them. A waiter tried to get their attention, but gave up and walked away leaving them immersed in their conversation.   “I’m sorry, Sébastien. I don’t mean to pry. If it’s that hard to talk…” “No,” he said quickly, his hand tightening on hers.           His eyes locked onto hers. The sympathy he saw in their depths reminded him of what he wanted, what he’d vowed to set out to achieve after that catastrophic night in the restaurant. If he wanted that, then he had to tell her everything. She had to know who he really was… where he was coming from.   “It’s not that, Cass. I can take you somewhere tomorrow if you like. Perhaps it’ll be much easier to explain then.”           She just nodded, every part of her warmi

          The following morning, Cassandra woke up and found herself naked but for her underwear in her bed, and she couldn’t believe it when the clock said 10:00 a.m. She’d slept for the entire previous evening and night. Had Sébastien undressed her? Who else could it have been? And she’d slept through it?           She showered and dressed quickly, feeling completely disorientated. When she emerged into the living room after finding no note in the kitchen, she jumped with fright when Sébastien’s study door opened and he strode out, dressed head to toe in his successful, powerful billionaire gear.           Her heart clenched. Seeing him like this, a world away from the muddy rugby coach of yesterday made Cassandra feel so sad. She folded her arms defensively, not sure why she was feeling like that. So sensitive about it. So irritate

          She was feeling it and him too… The air around them was saturated with their desire. Cassandra didn’t know how she was still standing. She felt weak and trembly. And a little angry. “Would you stop being so damn enigmatic? What are you talking about, Sébastien? What things are you trying to elevate to another level? You’re really… Listen, we’re just… We were lovers. I’m here while things settle down at home. Nothing’s changed.”           Sébastien crossed his arms at that, and his face got even harsher. “Why do you keep saying that? I’ve told you, we’re together now. I’m not going to be apart from you or this baby.”           Bitterness and something else indefinable washed up through Cassandra. “And yet you’ve spent the day showing me places where you’ll happily shelve me and our child.” &nbs