Dawn Brown - The Devil's Eye

Nothing.

Her heart sank. He might as well have been a complete stranger.

He shoved his oxygen mask aside and nodded to the empty chair next to the bed. “Sit.”

Sit? Really? Twenty-three years and the best he could come up with was sit? She hadn’t been expecting them to fall into each other’s arms, or that he’d crumple to his knees and beg for her forgiveness—okay, maybe she’d been hoping for something like that—but she had expected something more than sit.

She swallowed down her hurt and stiffened under the man’s glare. “I’m fine where I am.”

He let out an impatient sigh. “Eleri overstepped herself. She’d no right to bring you here without my knowledge. There’s nothing for you, know that from the start.”

Perfect. Reece had been right. He did think she was after his money. He’d let her go through life believing he was dead, never once tried to contact her, but she was the bad guy here? “I don’t want anything. Eleri contacted me because you were ill—”

“And you came to see what you could get.”

Her hands curled into fists at her sides, fingernails digging into her palms. “No. I’d been told you were dead. When I found out that wasn’t the case, I wanted to meet you.”

He let out a dry bark of laughter that sounded more like he was choking. She wished he were choking. “You thought I would finally be the father you always wanted? That we’d become a happy little family? I made my peace with you when you left.”

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