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brought it all back in sharp relief.
    And was her own hasty departure from their relationship also partly to blame? Nick had needed her and she’d abandoned him, not wanting to cause the family more pain than it already had to deal with. Was he trying to punish her now? To get back at her for that?
    It wouldn’t be fair if he was. She’d needed him more than ever back then. By denying that need she’d saved them more grief—only how was he to understand that?
    â€˜Anyway,’ Tilly continued, ‘whatever Nick chooses to do after he finds out he has a son—that’s irrelevant as far as your decision is concerned. Despite whatever you think his reaction will be, he still has a right to know—and I think you know it.’
    â€˜But I have Jason to think of too. He’s my first priority now.’
    â€˜So think of him! How will he feel if he finds out that his father spent time in Sydney, in close proximity to him, and yet you never told him he was here, let alone introduced him? Don’t you think he’ll feel just a tiny bit cheated?’
    Alex opened her mouth, preparing to defend herself, but it was no good. She snapped it shut. Her sister was right. And when she thought about it that was exactly why she’d told her sister in the first place. Because she knew that Tilly would be impartial. That Tilly, in her naturally analytical way, would assess all the information and come up with what was the most fair, the most moral result. Even if it didn’t seem like much of a solution for Alex.
    But her sister was spot on. Alex would have to introduce Jason to his father and Nick to his son. Only how the heck was she supposed to do it? Especially with Nick appearing to bear such a grudge against her.
    Not that Tilly would be much help there. She’d no doubt say that any interest or uninterest shown in her by Nick was irrelevant too. That Nick and Jason still had to know of each other’s existence regardless. And she’d still be right.
    Alex sighed. In a way Nick’s resentment towards her should make it easier to break the news. He already thought little enough of her. What did she have to lose?
    â€˜Yeah, you’re right. I’ll have to tell them both.’
    Tilly stopped, her glass of wine poised halfway to her lips.
    â€˜You’ll tell them, then—when?’
    Alex drew in a deep breath. ‘I don’t know. I can’t just come out with it.’
    â€˜Can I make a suggestion, then? It’s Jason’s birthday in two weeks. Maybe it would be nice if Nick could be here for his party. Then you could all be together, just like a real family.’
    Just like a real family! That was a joke. The three of them had never been any sort of family, let alone a real one. Alex nibbled at her lip.
    â€˜I don’t know. What if Jason doesn’t like him? What if Nick hates kids?’
    Tilly reached out an arm and squeezed her sister’s shoulder. ‘So introduce them first. Go for a picnic or something. Anything. Of course you can’t make them like each other, but Nick must have some redeeming features, surely?’ She gazed at her sister pointedly. ‘You certainly used to think so.’
    Alex thought back to Crete and to the young man she’d fallen in love with—with his dark hair and dark eyes and a smile that had promised for ever. He’d been generous, kind and patient, and in no way flaunting his obvious wealth. She’d been in awe of his sheer magnetism, acutely aware even then of how her body responded to his, whether at a touch or a mere glance.
    And Nick now? He seemed a world away from that young man—harder, more cynical—and yet still ableto set her body alight with one look. Did pure sexual magnetism qualify as a redeeming feature?
    No. It just made him all the more dangerous. But for Jason’s sake she really hoped Nick still retained some of that generosity of spirit he’d