Holly pulled a face. "Yes, well, I can see why your experience with her made you very suspicious of women. I'm not stupid."
"No, you're certainly not. And I'm not blaming Antonia. The blame lies entirely with myself." Casper's admission was delivered with uncharacteristic self-deprecation. "I allowed myself to see only bad in women, I expected only bad from women. And the chances of you having become pregnant on that one single occasion when I'd been told I was infertile— to have believed your story would have required a better man than me."
"You're obviously super-fertile."
He gave an aggressively masculine smile. "So it would seem. And now I need to ask you something." The smile faded and there was an unusual vulnerability in his dark eyes. "Do you still love me? Can you still love me? You haven't said those words for a long time."