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“I love him,” Gray murmured with a slight smile. “Sonothingneeds to be repaid.”

Rohan held Gray’s stare, his heart aching.

“Have a good day at work,” Gray said before passing him and heading up the stairs.

Rohan watched him, wanting nothing more to stay and be with them both. When Gray was out of sight, he headed for his car and slid inside. He gripped the wheel, knuckles white, and roared in rage. He wanted to put his fist through something… someone… anything to take away the fury he felt.

At himself.

The feelings he had were wrong.

He could see Gray in his mind whispering,I love him, and wishing it had been about him.

Because somewhere along the way, he’d fallen in love with Gray.

And hated himself for it.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Eight months pregnant…

Gray waddled to the cottage’s front door, not sure who would be visiting. All three boys were at school, and he wasn’t expecting guests, not until later when the car arrived to take him to his monthly doctor’s visit. When he finally opened it, he saw Tensen standing there, all smiles.

With another bouquet of flowers.

“Well, this is a surprise. What do I owe the pleasure?”

Tensen smiled. “I’ve just been thinking about you.”

Gray smiled wanly. “Oh… well, why don’t you come in?”

Tensen handed over the flowers before crossing the threshold and removing his hat. He looked about the house. “Very cozy.”

Gray smiled. “It’s more than enough for us.” He ushered Tensen into the small formal living room at the front of the house that was rarely used. “Have a seat. Can I get you something to drink?”

Tensen grinned. “Just point me to the kitchen and I’ll get us both something to drink.” He took the flowers. “And get these in some water. You look like you’re ready to pop any minute now.”

Gray sighed and pointed. “Thank you.”

Tensen wandered off as Gray rested in one of the large armchairs in the room. He heard some noises—the opening of cabinets and such—before the solicitor returned with two glasses of lemonade. “I hope this is okay?”

“Perfect,” Gray said, taking one of the glasses.

Tensen took a seat in the armchair beside him. “When are you due?”

“I have another two months still,” he answered before taking a sip. “I don’t know how I’ll bear it much longer.”

“Soon… it’ll all be over,” Tensen said. “And your life will get back to normal, I hope.”

Gray seriously doubted he’d ever again feel normal. “Perhaps.”

“I came today… because I have a question of you.”

“Oh?”

“After the babe is born… and you’ve had a little time to recover, of course…”

Gray tensed, hoping the solicitor wasn’t about to ask if he’d consider another surrogacy.

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