‘Now, lass, I know how you feel, but you can’t just run away,’ he told her sternly. ‘Pride’s one thing, but you have to consider the baby. If Cameron’s prepared to help the two of you—’ ‘Why should he?’ Riona asked the question of the doctor, but her eyes winged back to Cameron. He looked cool y indifferent. ‘I’ve told him the baby isn’t his. That’s al he needs to know.’ ‘Lass, lass.’ The doctor shook his head at her. ‘You can’t go on like this. You have to accept that—’ ‘The baby’s mine,’ Cameron interrupted tersely. ‘I know it. You know it. And a test wil prove it. So let’s just cut the crap.’ She winced a little at his words, while the doctor said more gently, ‘He’s right, Riona. There’s no point. Fatherhood can now be conclusively established.’ ‘That’s apart from the obvious fact the boy’s mine,’ Cameron added, without the slightest trace of warmth in his voice or his eyes. Riona stared back at him, unable to believe she’d once loved this man.
