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back to his old lifestyle and poor Ethan would be left wondering what had happened to the father he had only just met.
    ‘Very well,’ she agreed reluctantly. ‘I guess there are things we need to talk about.’
    ‘I’ll send a car for you.’
    Sienna raised her brows. He would send a car! Nothe would pick her up. Oh, no, he didn’t have time for that. He would send his driver. It would give him extra time at the office. Damn the man. She felt like slinging his suggestion back in his face, telling him that he didn’t deserve to meet his son, he would be a failure as a father and she wished that she had never set eyes on him in the first place. But, of course, she said none of these things.
    ‘Eight o’clock. You do have someone who can look after…Ethan?’
    It was the way he said his son’s name, the awkward way he said it, that made Sienna realise that the shock she had given Adam went far deeper than she had at first thought. It had shifted the earth from beneath his feet and he was having great difficulty in getting used to the idea.
    Had she made a mistake? A big mistake? Nevertheless, she nodded. ‘I have a friend who will look after him.’
    ‘Good.’ The word came out harshly. ‘Till tomorrow, then.’
    Within minutes Sienna was being driven away from the riverside development, sitting like royalty in the back of a gleaming black Bentley. In the rearview mirror she could see the driver’s impassive face and knew he must be wondering who she was and what sort of a relationship she had with his employer. If only he knew!
    Sienna lived in a rented two-bedroom ground-floor apartment in the north London suburbs and as Adam’s driver pulled up outside she could imagine what he must be thinking. Nevertheless, she held her head high and her shoes in her hand.
    Once indoors she flopped down on a chair in her living room. Tiny in comparison to Adam’s oversized apartment, but comfortable. She had everything sheneeded here. Dropping her head back, she let out a deep sigh. It had taken a lot of courage facing Adam today and where had it got her? Precisely nowhere. OK, he now knew he had a son, and he wanted to talk about him, but he hadn’t been exactly enamoured by the fact.
    She went over their conversation in her mind and could see no part where Adam had shown enthusiasm or pleasure. Anger that she had kept him in ignorance, yes. But he had asked no immediate questions about Ethan, hadn’t enquired whether she had photographs. She had to face him again to fill him in on the details he should have asked there and then. She guessed it was shock on his part, but even so…
    And the outcome was that she would have to buy her friend a new pair of shoes. She glanced at her watch. Jo would be here any moment with Ethan. She had no children of her own and was always willing to look after him, even on a Sunday afternoon.
    As if on cue, she heard the sound of their voices outside the door and jumped up to let them in. Ethan ran to her and wrapped his arms around her. Jo smiled. ‘How did it go?’
    Her friend lived in the flat above. They had both moved in at the same time and become firm friends. ‘I broke your shoe,’ Sienna said with a rueful grimace. ‘It was a dumb idea, wearing them. I’m sorry.’
    ‘What were you doing? Running away?’ asked Jo with a laugh. ‘And don’t worry about it. They were stupid shoes. I could never walk in them.’
    Ethan went to his room to play and Sienna grimaced. ‘As a matter of fact, yes, I was running away. It was a waste of time going there. Adam didn’t want to know.He actually accused me of trying to get money out of him. He suggested Ethan wasn’t his.’
    Jo drew in a swift breath. ‘He didn’t! What did you say?’
    ‘I suggested DNA.’
    ‘And?’
    ‘He backed down a bit.’
    ‘And the outcome is?’
    ‘I’m meeting him tomorrow night—for dinner.’
    Jo raised her brows.
    ‘He was in shock,’ declared Sienna with a wry grimace. ‘We didn’t talk