Isaac sighed, running a hand though his hair. “I didn’t mean to pull you into this, Rebecca. I swear. Trust me, if there was any other way I could have gone about with this, I would have.”
“trust? Trust?! All you’ve done so far is lie to me! Why should I trust a thing you say now?” her brown eyes caught the glowing embers of the fireplace, and when Isaac took a step closer, she took two steps back.
The man’s expression softened, his voice lowering to a gentler tone now. “my…family. They have been pressurizing me to find a partner in order to secure my place as the…next heir…” he tried to choose his words as carefully as possible, but the look in Rebecca’s eyes told he was not believing a word he was saying. “then why not present them a partner? Why lie to them? To those people out there?
