‘Do you want me to speak to him?’ he asked in a low, controlled voice.
‘And say what, Jack? Not that he’d listen to anybody, especially you. Apparently, according to that,’ she said and tipped her head towards the paper Jack was clutching, ‘you’re myyoung beau.’
‘Young? I’m only two years younger than you, for God’s sake,’ spat Jack, clenching his fist.
Tara nodded. ‘Which makes you several years younger than him. He’ll hate the fact he’s older than you. Richard’s a vain man.’
‘And a jealous one,’ retorted Jack.
‘Absolutely. He too has now been replaced by someone younger. He’s also had a financial knock, which must sting, because he’s also materialistic.’
‘He’s lashing out, trying to hurt you,’ said Jack in disgust.
‘That’s what Claire said.’
‘She’s right. I mean, all this threat of full custody… Does Calum even know?’ he asked, faced etched in concern.
‘No. There’s been no mention about this at all. And I refuse to discuss it with him.’
‘I don’t blame you. It’s just going to disrupt his world. Theselfishbastard,’ he cursed under his breath, fury rising further. ‘What does Claire advise?’
‘To be honest, I don’t think she’s taking him seriously. She says to wait for a solicitor’s letter, then act.’
‘You mean you could end up in court again?’
‘Yes, we could, because there’s no way he’s taking Calum from me,’ she choked, chin trembling.
‘Oh, Tara, come here.’ Jack wrapped his arms tightly around her. Never had he felt such a need to protect.
