It‘s been a lifeline for her after Will…‘
I know, I know.‘ Kate pressed her finger down on the corner of a Post-it note that stubbornly refused to stick. Having a little boy around again takes her back to happier times, I guess, when both Will and my dad were alive. But I still don‘t like to rely on her too much. I got myself into this situation, and as far as possible it‘s up to me to deal with it on my own.‘
Dominic took another unenthusiastic sip of herbal tea. You didn‘t get into it entirely on your own,‘ he observed dryly. Not unless it was an immaculate conception.‘
It was pretty perfect, Kate thought bleakly, staring out over the grey, rain-soaked car park and thinking of a warm swimming pool, a quiet pine-and-lavender-scented night. But then she hadn‘t had anything to compare it to—before or since—and, given that she hadn‘t been out for an evening without Alexander in over six months, that wasn‘t likely to change any time soon. She really must buy some decent clothes and go out with Lisa and the other girls next time they invited her. If they hadn‘t given up asking her.
Hell- lo?‘ Dominic‘s voice, sounding distinctly tetchy, cut through her thoughts. Are you listening to a word I‘m saying?‘
Sorry,‘ she muttered, dragging her gaze away from the car park and her attention back to Dominic. Immaculate conception. Getting into this on my own.‘
Dominic sighed. Leaning forward, he put his elbows on the desk, rubbing his hands over his face and pushing his glasses up. That‘s the point—you didn‘t get into it on your own, and you shouldn‘t have to deal with it on your own either.
Parenting is bloody hard work. It takes two people to make a baby for a very good reason.‘
Kate‘s heart sank as it began to dawn on her that Dominic was steering this conversation in a specific direction, and it wasn‘t one that Kate wanted to go in.
I‘m doing my best,‘ she said defensively. I know it‘s not ideal, believe me, but I‘m doing all I—‘
I‘m not saying you‘re not,‘ Dominic interrupted gently. You‘re a fantastic mother.‘
Kate put her mug down carefully on the desk. Her heart had started to beat a little faster, and she had an odd sensation, as if something cold and heavy was pressing on her chest.
But?‘
It‘s been four years, Kate, and you‘re still holding on—hoping that a tall, dark Italian racing driver is going to come roaring down the high street and pull you into his arms.‘
Kate got to her feet with a bright smile. OK—coffee break over. I‘d love to stay and chat, but I have a load of work to do on the Healthy Schools account, so if you‘ll—‘
I‘m sorry, I‘m sorry.‘ Dominic had got up too, his hands held up in a gesture of surrender, although he had also moved to one side of his desk so that he was effectively blocking her exit. I‘m not handling this very well, am I? Lizzie and I are worried about you, that‘s all. The Christmas party was the last in a long list of Kate no-shows, and it just seems like you‘ve been frozen in the same place for too long.‘
Kate really didn‘t want to ask, but couldn‘t see that she had much choice.
What place?‘
Dominic met her eyes steadily, giving her the distinct impression that he was preparing himself to say something he‘d been planning for a while. You‘re still waiting for a man you don‘t really believe is ever going to show up, and yet you can‘t quite bear to stop hoping.‘
She turned her head away sharply, so that he wouldn‘t see the pain on her face as Cristiano‘s words came back to her.
This isn’t over, you know. Last night was just the beginning. Wait for me.
Ah, well,‘ she said with quiet bitterness, that‘s where you‘re wrong. It‘s my New Year‘s resolution to do exactly that.‘
And how well did you do with that one last year?‘ Dominic joked and then, sensing her anguish, softened his tone. The problem is, you‘re not going to be able to do it while everything is so unresolved. You need closure. You need to know once and for all that things are over between you, and I don‘t think that‘ll happen until you‘ve told him that he has a son.‘
Kate had stayed standing in the hope that she could wind this conversation up quickly and be on her way, but suddenly she wasn‘t sure that was going to be possible. Or that it was turning out to be the kind of conversation that she could have without sitting down.
Not this again, Dominic. I tried that, remember?‘ She sank back onto the chair and looked down at her hands. Twice.‘
I know you did, lovey, but you don‘t actually know that the message got through. You wrote to him. But letters go astray—fall into the wrong hands. I think that for Alexander‘s sake you have to try again. In a way that leaves no room for doubt.‘
In her lap Kate‘s fingers were twisted together, the bones showing white beneath the roughened, winter-dry skin. I‘m not interested in trapping him,‘ she said, very quietly. I really don‘t want to force him into acknowledging me, or Alexander.‘
But it‘s his responsibility.‘
There was a hint of exasperation in Dominic‘s tone now, though he was doing his best to hide it. Oddly, it strengthened Kate‘s resolve.
I don‘t care,‘ she said firmly. I don‘t need Cristiano‘s help—Alexander and I are fine on our own. Finding out I was pregnant was such a massive shock at the beginning, especially coming on top of the accident and everything, but I‘m so glad it happened now. I love Alexander more than I could ever have thought possible.‘ She hesitated for a second, swallowing the lump of emotion that had suddenly formed in her throat. I know it would be better if he had a father—for him and for me—but only if he wanted to be there.‘
Dominic turned and chucked the remainder of his herbal tea into the pot of a sickly-looking yukka behind his desk. You don‘t know for sure that he doesn‘t.‘
Oh, I think I do.‘ Kate gave a dry, humourless laugh, turning her empty mug between her hands as if trying to absorb some of its fading warmth. He did actually tell me that he didn‘t want children when I interviewed him, so it was hardly a surprise when he didn‘t answer my letters. But I did try to see him as well, don‘t forget. I stood for two days outside the hospital, with the hardcore press pack and a group of slightly scary fans, trying not to throw up every five minutes.‘
She laughed, but tears stung at the back of her eyes as she remembered the late July heat, the constant drag of morning sickness, the growing pain and humiliation of realising she was wasting her time.
He was in a bad way,‘ Dominic remarked. He was in a coma for ten days—those kind of injuries take some getting over.‘
She flinched. The image of Cristiano, unconscious in a hospital bed was one that had haunted her during those terrible weeks. I know. But he‘d been out of Intensive Care for a while then, and according to the papers he‘s made a full recovery. If he wanted to get in touch with me, he would have by now.‘
So where does that leave Alex?‘ Dominic said gruffly. One day he‘s going to want to know who his father is. He‘s only three years old at the moment, and already he‘s obsessed with cars and speed. Sooner or later…‘
Kate sighed, letting go of the mug and staring down at its cheery picture of a beach and palm trees. I really would rather be in Tenerife, she thought wearily.
What do you want me to do, Dominic? I tried. I wrote to him; I went to see him and couldn‘t get past Security. Short of a front-page kiss-and-tell exposé in a tabloid newspaper, what else can I do?‘
Wordlessly, Dominic opened the top drawer of his desk and took out a large silver envelope. He slid it across the desk towards her.
Go and see him again.‘
Kate glanced from the envelope to his face, and back down again. Her heart had started to thud uncomfortably in her chest.
What‘s this?‘
An invitation.‘ He silently cursed himself for not sounding more casual. He took a deep breath. To a party at the Casino in Monte Carlo to launch the new season‘s Campano team…And celebrate Cristiano Maresca‘s return to racing.‘
Kate‘s cornflower-blue eyes widened, seeking out his and seeming to search them from a face that was suddenly the same colour as the pale grey sky beyond the window.
Are you going?‘
Dominic couldn‘t decide whether it was hope or terror that made her voice crack.
No. I‘m sending Lisa, and Ian from the Campano account. And you.‘
Kate leapt to her feet, shaking her head vehemently. No. You can‘t. I can‘t.