tell her Iâm terrific and tell me that in two years youâll walk away without looking back?â
Damn. âThe two statements have nothing in common.â
âI disagree. Either you feel something for me or you donât.â
This time he did capture her hand and rubbed his fingers against hers. âI respect you and admire you. I want you. But I will not love you and you shouldnât love me.â
More tears trickled down her cheeks. Her eyes were the color of a midnight sky and he could feel her pain. âWhy? Itâs not just because of Jimmy. It canât be. What else is there?â
He didnât know how to explain. There were so many reasons and his need to protect Noelle was powerful and strong. Heâd watched his mother fade away from a broken heart when his father had refused to care for her. He didnât want that to happen to Noelle.
No doubt she would tell him that the solution was for him to love her, but he couldnât. He had loved his parents and they had both left him. Heâd loved Jimmy and had ended up destroying his brother. Love was dangerous and ended in loss.
âWhen this is over, youâll find someone else,â he said quietly. âSomeone willing to give you his whole heart.â
She snatched back her hand. âDo you think I want someone else? I havenât given my heart lightly. Love just is, Dev, whether you want it or not. You canât command it or explain it. Has it occurred to you that I might love you forever?â
He stood and stared at her. âDonât,â he said hoarsely, knowing he would never have wanted that for her. âDonât love me, Noelle. Iâm not worth it.â
She looked at him sadly. âApparently, neither am I.â
* * *
S ATURDAY MORNING D EV pretended to work in his home office, but in truth he did little more than stare at a computer screen. From outside came the screams of laughter as six fifteen-year-old girls and Noelleâs other sisters played in the pool.
Part of him wanted to join Noelle and part of him wanted to run for the hills. Being around her had grown more difficult in the past few days.
She never said anything reproachful, never yelled or pouted. But he felt her gaze on him and knew she watched and wondered why he couldnât simply love her back. She didnât understand what she asked. She didnât know how impossible everything had become.
It was only two years, he reminded himself. Surely they could survive that long. Then she would be free to leave and start over.
Except what if she were right? What if she did only ever love him?
He rose and walked out into the family room. From there he could see the backyard and the pool. Noelle sat by the water. Did she avoid the play because she wasnât in the mood or was she afraid a bathing suit would give away her secret?
Sheâd lied to everyone sheâd ever loved because of him, he thought grimly. Sheâd wanted to go to her parents and tell them the truth and heâd wanted to take control. Heâd known that he had to be a part of the babyâs life, so that he could atone for what heâd done to Jimmy. The decision had seemed right at the time, but now...he wasnât so sure.
The doorbell rang. He hurried toward the front of the house, grateful for the distraction. But when he opened the door, he knew there was always a price for everything.
A man stood on the doorstep. It had been fourteen years, but despite the increase in gray hair and wrinkles, Dev recognized him.
His father offered him a tentative smile. âHello, son.â
CHAPTER ELEVEN
N OELLE WALKED INTO the house and found Dev facing down a handsome older man. There was enough tension in the room to strangle an elephant. Seeing as Dev was an experienced executive and used to dealing with lots of difficult people, she was going to go out on a limb and say the guy wasnât selling magazine