Wanted by Her Lost Love

sarong she wore. Her feet were bare and he couldstill detect signs of swelling around her ankles.It wasn’t as bad as it had been, but it stillconcerned him a great deal.He eased down onto the towel beside her andstroked his hand through her silky blond hair. He slidhis fingers down her arm, over the curve of her hipand then down to the tight ball of her belly.She sighed in her sleep and shifted closer to hishand. The urge to pull her into his arms was sostrong that he jerked his hand away so he wouldn’tdo just that.If only he could erase the past six months andhave things back the way they were. But now he hadto deal with not only Kelly’s betrayal, but the fact thatshe carried his child. Whether she admitted it or nothe felt strongly that she carried his baby. He wouldn’tallow himself to think otherwise.Reaching out, he shook her, not wanting her to beexposed to the midday rays of sun, umbrella or not.She came awake slowly and blinked sleepily at him.Her soft smile of pleasure warmed him to his toes.“When did you get back?” she asked in a groggy,sleep filled voice.