the penthouse d

been written off as a mild panic attack-nothing serious. The baby was

study, pushed open

wore a black silk slip dress, short enough to be deliberate, low enough to be a

al." Her tone was light, like she was greeting a roommate who'd co

e moved past her toward the desk. But th

ou did today." H

" She walked over to him, set the wineglass in his hand

e'd pressed into his palm. "S

the truth, she wouldn't be a white moonlight-she'd b

eyes stayed on her face. She wasn't

esting me

She corrected him. "Res

t real. Then he reached out,

e a lot

She blin

breath ghosted over her lips. "Then

ooked a hand be

study, moved through the ha

r stomach, chin propped on her hands, studying h

her. "Is that a complimen

he judge." She kept her fa

not hard, the way you'd scold a cat that wasn't li

er waist. Her voice turned serious.

stilled o

ter that, I go. Divorce signed. Kid's mine. You go back to being a high-finance lone

t. Then he got up, walked to the desk, pulled ope

n th

rty settlement agreemen

crossed. "First, sign this. If we divorce, yo

o pages and looked up. "Did

ctly c

toward him, one finger pressing into his chest, "that I don't need your money

it. "What makes you so su

fted her chin. "If you really didn'

nt. Then he let her finger g

aper. Think

he called after him. "I'll

folded it into a paper airplane, and tossed it onto