off a spectacular deception, fooling even their own families that the baby was Jillyâs? Had they gone as far as to fake Jillyâs pregnancy? Placed padding beneath Jillyâs clothing to fool everyoneâeven Alison? That was crazy!
Candace struggled to put her chaotic thoughts in order.
What would be the point of such a massive deception? Nick was a wealthy man, and Jilly had made it clear that Candace could name her price for her kindness, though, of course, Candace had refused all Jillyâs generous offers. It was, after all, illegal in New Zealand to be paid to be a surrogate. Sheâd done it because Jilly had been so desperate. As a pediatric nurse, Candace had never met a woman more deserving of a baby. Her heart had gone out to the other woman as theyâd become friends.
âPerhaps Mrs. Busby could make us all a cup of tea. Iâll see to it.â Alison cast her brother a look that Candace couldnât interpret. âIâll also call the doctor just to check that Jennie is really going to be okay.â
Had Alison decided that Candace was unhinged? Was that the reason for the secret exchange of glances, for the call to the doctor?
âYes, by all means letâs call the doctor.â Candace pressed a kiss on top of Jennieâs downy head, then lifted her lashes and gave Nick her most dulcet smile. âAnd while youâre at it why donât you call Jillyâs doctor to clear up once and for all the small matter of who really is Jennieâs mother. Ask for a copy of the DNA report that was done once the pregnancy was confirmed.â
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âThe DNA report?â
Nick stared at Candace in disbelief. Was she going to persist with this? Of course there was no DNA report. An urge to snatch the baby out of her arms overwhelmed him. He quashed it. To do so would reveal how deeply her mad claims were unsettling him. Far better to play it cool.
Candaceâs eyebrows lowered. âAll I want is for you to give me a chance to prove Iâm telling the truth. The doctor should have a copy of the results of the DNA tests that were done after Jennie was born as part of the terms of the surrogacy agreementââ She broke off as he rolled his eyes skyward. âYou still think Iâm lying!â
âI donât know anything about postbirth DNA tests or a surrogacy agreement. Donât you think thatâs a little strange?â
She was chewing her lip. That mouth. Heat popped in his groin. God!
âYouâre not drawing me into another debate where you clearly have no intention of conceding anything. All I want is for you to see the test results.â
Was that really all Candace wanted? After all, if sheâd been telling the truth, it wouldnât be an unreasonable request. Except it was a lieâit had to be. Yet she was still gnawing her lip and her eyes were troubled. She didnât look like a fraudâ¦or a crazy. She looked worried.
And he wanted her more than ever.
Nick sucked in a deep breath. He had to get over this.
She might look like a worried angel, but how could he trust his reactions? Sure, she was lovely. And sure he desired her. Right now his priority had to be Jennie.
Still, what if Candace was telling the truth?
He tried to think sanely. Why was he so sure that everything Jilly told him was the truth and Candaceâs claim was pure fiction? Heâd witnessed Jillyâs blossoming bodyâ¦that wasindisputable. Yet heâd never gone with her to the doctor. Never seen her naked or touched her burgeoning belly. Heâd been so certain the baby wasnât hisâ¦
In the past, Jilly had gotten what she wanted at all costs. What ifâ¦
He shied away from the thought. Jilly didnât deserve this. She was dead. Yet the distress in Candaceâs eyes niggled at him.
âCall the doctor,â she insisted.
Nick excused himself. It took only a few minutes for him to ascertain what heâd