He'd just arrived, and already he was running away from her, and he hadn't even asked why she was still there or if she was pregnant. "What are you going to do? You don't have a bookkeeper," she asked, even though it was the last thing she wanted to talk about. "I'll send Ignacio to Manaus to find someone." "And in the meantime?" "That's not your concern. I'll deal with it." "Jason!" she called desperately. "What now?" he snapped, turning with a scowl of absolute annoyance. Caroline opened her mouth, but the words wouldn't come out. Two simple words—I'm pregnant—two words that would alter their lives forever, and she couldn't say them. "Nothing," she said, dropping her gaze to the desk before her. Just go, she thought, run away again. Leave me alone. She glanced up and her breath caught, her chest tightening. He was still there, staring at her with such an expression of longing and fear that she knew in that instant that somehow he'd guessed the truth. His eyes met hers and her legs went weak before he disguised his yearning with anger and turned to go, slamming the door resoundingly behind him.
