A woman is mistaken for a man, and the misunderstanding draws her into an unexpected romance that changes both their lives. When a child enters the picture, hidden identities and the truth about who she really is threaten everything they have built.
Adrian looks way too much like Julian. Keep him out of sight. If Julian sees him, he'll connect the dots and your identity is blown. You know your father will never hand the family to a woman.
Just then, Claire burst into the room. Mr. Ashford, your neighbor is here. We couldn't stop him. I grabbed Adrian and made a move for the door. But Julian Cole was already striding through the doorway.
Same as I remembered, except sharper, more composed, more dangerous. His eyes landed on me first, then his gaze shifted to the toddler in my arms. I turned, pressing Adrian's face into my shoulder. When exactly did you get a kid?
In Belmore. Met someone, had a fling, and well, here he is. You know, my family needs an heir, so I brought him home. My heart was hammering. I caught Claire's eye. She read it immediately, stepped in, and signaled the nanny to take Adrian.
It's time for his nap. Julian didn't say a word. I almost let myself breathe. Then Adrian threw a fit, squirmed, refused to let go. In the struggle, he turned his head. Julian's expression instantly froze.
The room went silent. Why does your son look exactly like me? The room fell dead silent. My mother recovered first. Julian, you and Evan practically grew up like brothers.
Children pick up family resemblances from all kinds of places. Don't be ridiculous. Actually, the only things Julian and I had in common were eyes, a nose, and a mouth.