Allison's POV

I tossed and turned around the bed. I still couldn't get our talk yesterday off my mind. He’d sounded genuine, sounded as though he meant every word he said. That he might love me, that he would make sure he and I and the baby become a family.

I bit hard on my nail, chewing gently, my eyes hooded in thought, trapped firmly in space.

As much as I couldn't understand why he would want that and wondered where that cunning and ruthless Luca I knew was, I also wondered why I ...