the
pool, stay by the pool will you provide me with a bit of inspiration. I finish
tomorrow then I can lock you in my room’ he promises.
‘Ok’ I grin up
towards him my stomach flipping at our connection.
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As I watch
Brad go about his work I contemplate the future and the fact that I could be
carrying his baby. I would be proud to mother his child he is such a gentle
man but if this is going to happen I need to find out more information about his
background.
I never
intentionally set out to deceive him but after the event I allowed him to
believe something that wasn’t true is that the same? Yes! My conscience informs
me isn’t that betrayal by omission that is definitely the same if not worse.
Maybe this is
the ideal situation after all at least I know the baby’s father and can liken
him to them as they grow even to myself. I am not going to beat myself up
anymore but intend to familiarize myself totally with Brad and his life so that
I am aware of our child’s roots.
Chapter Four
As I am
walking back from the bathroom I notice a model playing up to Brad by the pool her
hand on his chest as she grins up towards him her face tilted, he appears
oblivious if not impassive by the gesture but a gnawing sensation hits my
stomach. I frown in displeasure at just the moment he turns and clocks my
reaction. He smiles as he excuses himself and moves towards me.
‘Maddison’ he
greets me his eyes cautious.
‘Brad’ I
return my face to neutral.
‘Are you
jealous by any chance?’ he muses his eyes narrowing slightly.
‘Pffft’ I
scoff, ‘don’t flatter yourself mister’ and I continue past him, he grasps my
wrist and pulls me to his front. ‘Hey’ he calls gently and I glance up into his
serious brown eyes.
‘What?’ my
eyes spark with anger despite the logical part of my brain realizing I have no
rights to this gorgeous man.
‘Are you
cranky because you haven’t had enough sleep?’ he teases attempting to bring me
round.
‘No’ I shrug
indifferently and he sighs.
‘Look at me’
he demands in that voice that makes my insides quiver with excitement. I
glance up my lips slightly apart and my stomach flip flops, ‘another hour and I
will be finished ok?’ his eyes warm as they move over my face.
I nod my voice
lost somewhere in his gaze. He drops a light kiss against my lips and strokes
a finger down my cheek before releasing me. As he saunters back to the shot he
picks up his camera and the model throws a dark look in my direction her lips compressing
as she sways her hips moving towards the pool.
When I return
to the sunbed Courtney whistles, ‘well if that isn’t putting his stamp on you I
don’t know what is’
‘I am going
for a walk’ I inform her abruptly as I pull my hair up into a bun on top of my
head and place my sunglasses on my nose.
‘Ok’ her eyes
move to my face anxiously before I turn to the beach confused by my reaction.
I walk towards
the sea and paddle in my flip flops as I contemplate my behavior, how can I be
angry with him it wasn’t his fault especially after what I am doing? Another
pang of guilt hits my solar plexus but I shake the thought out of my head and
remember that I am not going to dwell on it but use the time to collect some
notes on his past.
I walk the
length of the beach enjoying the peace as my mind begins making strategies for
the future, plans that don’t feature a man or anyone else but me and my baby. As
I turn to walk back I notice Brad in the far distance as he becomes nearer I
notice that he has changed into his swim shorts and a t-shirt his sunglasses
perched on his nose, I smile as I reach him.
‘Hi’ I mumble
apologetically.
‘Everything
ok?’ he smiles lightly attempting to assess my mood.
‘Yes, I just
felt like a walk along the beach it’s so peaceful’
He nods but I
cannot see his eyes so I move closer and pushing my sunglasses on top of my
head I do the same to his. His eyes are
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