Tara and Max had been together for a year. She lived for the hours they shared every time Max jetted in to wine and dine her, and take her to bed. But it was beginning to sink in that maybe Max wasn't planning to settle down with a wife and kids. . ...
. . Tara loved Max for himself, not for the gifts, or the glamorous life he showed her. But now she was pregnant. The question was: should she stay, or should she go? Because surely there was no place for a pregnant mistress in his life?