Wanted by Her Lost Love

and glass from him.He pulled a chair from the kitchen and sat acrossfrom her as she ate. His scrutiny made heruncomfortable and so she focused on her food, notlooking up.“Ignoring me isn’t going to help.”She paused, set her fork down and then leveled astare at him. “What do you want, Ryan? I still don’tunderstand why you’re here. Or why you want me togo back to New York with you. Or why you care,period. You let me know in no uncertain terms thatyou wanted me as far out of your life as possible.”“You’re pregnant. You need help. Isn’t thatenough?”“No, it’s not!”His jaw tightened. “Let’s put it this way. You and Ihave a lot to work out, including whether or not you’repregnant with my child. You need help that I canprovide. You need someone to take care of you. Youneed top-notch medical care. I can give you all ofthose things.”She thrust a hand into her hair and leaned backagainst the recliner. He immediately leaned forward,