Gabriel’s Inferno Trilogy by Sylvain Reynard Page 0,287

was a time when I could have been led astray. But that was before I found you. I would rather spend the rest of my life drinking your love, damned emptying all the oceans of the world.”

“Your promises are meaningless when they aren’t accompanied by honesty. I asked if she was your mistress, and you played a word game with me.”

He grimaced. “You’re right. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”

“You’ll tire of me eventually. And when you do, you’ll go back to what’s familiar.”

Gabriel stopped. He turned to face her. “Paulina was never familiar. We have a history, but we were never compatible. And we were never good for each other.”

Julia simply stared at him skeptically.

“I wandered in the darkness looking for something better, something real. I found you, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to lose you.”

She looked away, surveying the trees and the path she thought led to the orchard. “Men get bored.”

“Only if they’re stupid.”

His eyes were dark, narrowed with concern and worry. He blinked a little under her gaze, before frowning. “Do you think that Richard would have cheated on Grace?”

“Of course not.”

“Why?”

“Because he’s a good man. Because he loved her.”

“I make no claim to being a good man, Julia. But I love you. I’m not going to cheat.”

She was quiet for a moment. “I’m not so wounded that I can’t say no to you.”

“I never said you weren’t.” Gabriel looked grim.

“I’m saying no to you now. If you lie to me again, it will be the last time.” Her voice held a warning.

“I promise.”

She exhaled slowly, unclenching her fists.

“I won’t sleep with you in the bed you shared with her.”

“I’ll have everything redone before we return to Toronto. I’ll sell the damn place, if you want.”

She pursed her lips. “I’m not asking you to sell your apartment.”

“Then forgive me,” he whispered. “Give me a chance to show you that I am worthy of your trust.”

She hesitated.

He stepped toward her and took her in his arms. She accepted him reluctantly, and they stood under the falling snow, in a darkening wood.

Chapter 12

Late that evening Gabriel and Julia sat together in their pajamas on the floor next to their Charlie Brown Christmas tree. Julia encouraged Gabriel to open Paulina’s gift, so all the secrets could be revealed. He didn’t want to do it, but for Julia’s sake, he did.

He picked up the ultrasound picture in his hand and grimaced. Julia whispered a request to look at it, and he gave it to her with a sigh.

“This picture can’t hurt you. Even if Rachel and Scott found out, they would be sympathetic.” She traced a finger across the curve of the baby’s little head. “You could keep this somewhere private, but she shouldn’t be kept in a box. She had a name. She deserves to be remembered.”

Gabriel placed his head in his hands. “You don’t think it’s morbid?”

“I don’t think there’s anything morbid about babies. Maia was your daughter. Paulina meant this picture to hurt you, but really, it’s a gift. You should have this picture. You’re her father.”

Gabriel was too choked up to respond. To distract himself, he placed the rest of Paulina’s gifts by the door. He was returning them to her as soon as possible.

Julia followed him. “I look forward to wearing your Christmas gift.” She pointed toward the black corset and shoes that were still sitting in their box under the tree.

“You do?”

“I’ll have to give myself a pep talk first, but I think it’s feminine and very pretty. I love the shoes. Thank you.”

Gabriel’s shoulders relaxed. He wanted to ask her to try his gifts on. He wanted to see her in those shoes—perhaps perched atop the bathroom counter with him between her legs—but he kept his desires to himself.

“Um, I need to explain something.” Julia took his hand, weaving their fingers together. “I can’t wear it tonight.”

“I’m sure that after the past two days wearing something like that would be the last thing you’d want to do.” Gabriel stroked the back of her hand with his thumb. “Especially with me.”

“It will be a little while before I can wear it.”

“I understand.” He began to extricate his fingers.

“I tried to explain this to you last night but, uh, I didn’t quite finish.”

He stilled.

“Um, I’m having my period.”

Gabriel’s mouth dropped open slightly. Then he closed it. He pulled her into his arms, embracing her warmly.

“That wasn’t the reaction I was expecting.” Julia’s voice was muffled by his chest. “Maybe you didn’t hear me?”

“So