Naomi Hart hesitated, her fingers curling tightly against the edge of the armchair.
Old Mr. Blackwood’s condition demanded daily acupuncture. There was no denying that. Yet the idea of moving back into the Blackwood estate with her children after the divorce felt wrong on every level. No woman with any sense of propriety would return to her ex-husband’s home under those circumstances.
Ethan Blackwood watched her carefully. “Grandfather has always regarded you as his own granddaughter,” he said, voice low and steady. “Even without anything remaining between us, you are still family to him. Living here would not be improper.”
Naomi’s gaze drifted. He was not entirely wrong. Still, she was engaged to Sebastian Cole. The thought of him made her chest tighten. Lately his attention had been e
