‘I’VE FOUND A baby daddy!’ Georgie’s wide grin shone brighter than the Southern Cross, her dark brown eyes sparkling even in the bar’s dim light. Liam watched, dumbfounded, as excitement rolled off her, so intense it was almost tangible. ‘Well, not a daddy as such. I should really stop saying that. But I have found someone who would be perfect to donate his sperm...which I know makes you shudder, so I’m sorry for saying The Word.’ She gave Liam a wicked wink that was absolutely at odds with this whole one-sided conversation. Whoa. Too gobsmacked to speak, Liam indicated to her to sit. She tossed her silk wrap and bag on the back of a chair, put her drink down on the table and plonked in the seat opposite him at the only free table in Indigo’s crowded lounge. A baby? He felt the frown forming and couldn’t control it—even if he’d wanted to—and finally found his voice.
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