Hot Revenge Box Set 4

Michael

“I’m pregnant.”

Charlotte’s mother chews at a lip as Beth holds her hand. “I… I thought I couldn’t… I thought I was too old. I’m forty-eight for God’s sake… When Larry was here, I didn’t… I mean… we didn’t…” She splutters to a halt and sits staring at her fingertips, picking at one thumbnail with the other. “You must think I’m stupid, letting something like this happen...” She slants eyes toward Charlotte… “… Again.”

“I see.” I glance over towards James, still framed in the doorway, now gazing up at the ceiling, grimacing as he rubs the back of his neck.

“Interesting news, James,” I say, twisting in my seat to face him. Out of Mitch’s line-of-sight, I eye-point her, waving palms downwards…

Cool it…

Moving as though the earth might just cave in under me, I pull up a chair, sit by my ‘mother-in-law’. “In the first place, Mitch, I don’t think you’re stupid. I can understand why…”

Choose your words…

“… why you might not have believed there was an issue. Secondly, for the avoidance of doubt, you are not old.”

Her mouth opens and closes but nothing comes out.

“So…” I glance down at the pregnancy tester, and its blue line. I prise her hand from Beth’s, sandwiching it between my own. “So…how do you feel about it, Mitch?”

She raises emerald eyes to me, so like those of her daughter’s. But they’re glossy and fluid.

James, apparently recovering his composure, joins us, snaking out a long arm to pull up a chair and sit with us. In soft tones, he says, “… Um… An… interesting situation… Are you… happy about this, Mitch?”

Her voice chokes. “I’ve not gotten that far. I only knew for certain half an hour ago. I still can’t believe it… Oh, God…” Shuddering, she tugs free of me, dropping her face into her hands. “What am I going to do?”

tilts up her chin. Peeling her right hand from her cheek, he squeezes the fingers between his own, then kisses them. “Mitch, you’re family. Any child you produce is family. Whatever you decide to do, your

pupils are black pinpricks

I share a look, then he

playing with the emerald and platinum band on the fourth finger… “… you’re wearing his ring. Unlikely as it might seem, Larry Klempner’s ring is on your finger. I seriously doubt any other woman in history has been

it around the finger. “Do you

I know what else it could

circles, around and around the

him, over a period lasting

James Hmmms agreement.

believed he was abandoned as a child. He believed you simply abandoned him for Conners. Sometimes when you get to the core of what went wrong with someone, you have the answer on to set it right. Not always. Some people are beyond

don’t think,” she whispers, “that he expected

hard to inject some joy into the sound. “Mitch, Larry’s already accepted parenthood. That first time we saw him, in prison still,

ripples and she bites

“I’m sure.”

to James, who

She’ll

only one…” I press a forefinger to the back of the hand. “… important question here. Everything else… Absolutely everything else… is

shudders,

… And I am happy to speak for Richard too… “ Now Beth nods… “… Everyone here will support you in whatever you decide. Larry… whenever we see him again… whatever he thinks… will

Mitch blinks hard…

Breathes…

Calms…

“Him… Her… Whatever... I