He didn’t answer. He simply stared at her, his gaze dark and unreadable.Maeve grew nervous under his scrutiny and laughed awkwardly. “I’m acting strange, aren’t I? Being so insistent. I don’t mean anything by it, I just...”“You pity me,” he said, cutting her off.It was a statement, not a question.Her first instinct was to deny it. Pity seemed an inadequate word for what she felt, especially when Kieran, ill or not, was hardly someone she considered weak.Even so, she hesitated. Among the tangled feelings in her heart, could she really be sure there was no pity?She sighed, met his gaze, and answered honestly.“I don’t know. I can’t tell what I’m feeling right now, whether it’s pity, sympathy, or something more. But I do know I want to do this for you. Or rather, with you.”Kieran found her increasingly difficult to understand.For a moment, he had wondered whether her insistence on having his child was an attempt to secure a claim to the Archer inheritance. Yet if that were her on
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