The Heir Affair (Las Vegas Nights 5)

“I do.”

He didn’t seem all that happy with her answer, however. “Just tell me one thing. Would you have been willing to work things out if you weren’t pregnant?”

“Yes, because if I didn’t, there would always be something unfinished hanging between us.”

He waited a long time before answering. “That’s fair. But you should probably know I wanted you back before I knew you were pregnant.”

“Even though you didn’t trust me?”

And there was the crux of their whole problem.

“I was wrong to think you and Hunter got together.”

She could tell that declaration had required a great deal of effort, but it wasn’t enough. “And yet last night you were wondering if I knew which of you was the father of my baby.”

Three

Kyle knew he deserved her sarcasm and let it slide off rather than get defensive. “It was the roses and that weird card that threw me off.”

“It was pretty weird, but it was probably just a screwup on the florist’s part. Maybe they neglected to add the person’s signature to the card. It could be from any number of people.”

“You don’t think it’s unusual that someone sent you a dozen red roses?” The last thing he should be doing was arguing with her.

“Okay, it’s freaking me out that I don’t know who sent them. But it was a nice gesture.”

Melody might not think the roses came from Hunter, but Kyle was pretty sure he’d sent them.

“Can we forget about the flowers?” Melody continued, smoothing her hands over her knees. “I want to focus on this appointment. I’m really glad you came along today.”

“So am I.” But even as he spoke, Kyle recognized it was going to take more than accompanying her to a doctor’s appointment before the tension eased between them.

He would have to make an effort to put his doubts to rest and get back in Melody’s good graces. If that required romantic gestures like flowers and candlelit dinners, he would do whatever it took.

“You can take a right at the driveway coming up.” Melody pointed the way into a parking lot beside a plain five-story building.

“You’ve been here before?”

“A couple times.”

“So, you are planning to have the baby in Las Vegas.”

Melody’s mouth opened, but no words came out. She bit her lip and stared down at her hands. “It makes sense.”

“But your life is in LA. With me.” Or at least it had been before she’d gone on tour.

“We haven’t really lived together these last nine months,” she said.

“When I encouraged you to go on the tour, I thought you’d be coming back. All your stuff is still in my house.”

“I just need a little time.”

“How much time?”

“I don’t know.”

Kyle parked the car before responding. “I don’t like living in limbo.”

“Then maybe we should break up.”