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could only think of her love for this man. It was not until later that she realized that she had still not told him that they were going to have a baby.

Chapter Four
     
    Queensland, Present Day
     
    Gabriella put the phone down and stared out the window. Guests were on the beach playing volleyball under Mitch’s instructions, but even he wasn’t distracting her.
    The call had been from her mother, telling her that Great-Aunt Marianne had died. Gabriella hadn’t been close to her great-aunt and couldn’t remember when she’d seen her last, so it wasn’t this as such that was disturbing her. Her mother was asking her to come to the funeral later in the week. She had hinted that Gabriella might be needed, that Gabriella’s grandmother in particular thought her attendance important, though just why Gabriella couldn’t establish.
    “She’s always thought you and Lena might be critical to our future,” was all her mother would say. Gabriella had no idea what it meant though she suspected her mother knew more than she was saying.
    Getting there would be easy enough to organize, and her father would fly her to Cairns, so it wasn’t this either that was worrying her. The issue was that Marianne, though old, shouldn’t have died. Her husband had apparently become increasingly paranoid, and Gabriella’s mother, who normally kept well away from family dramas, had been dragged into this one by her mother. And if Gabriella’s grandmother, the clan’s self-appointed matriarch, was involved, then there was no way to refuse. This was serious.
    Gabriella had known from her cousins that things had not been going well. They had been fired up by Marianne’s husband and were convinced as he about a curse rebounding on them, though they didn’t believe it was fate, and thought their nemeses from the south were behind it. They had been looking locally for someone they believed was set to destroy the family but so far had come up empty-handed.
    Gabriella’s grandmother had always been the sane one in these disputes. Gabriella hoped she would still be able to keep the peace. But something told her that things had changed, and she worried for her troubled cousin Lena who already had only just narrowly missed serious injury.
    She decided there wasn’t much she could do about it, though she was sure to hear all about it tonight. In a fit of uncertainty about what to do about her attraction to two men at once, she’d invited her old boyfriend, Wilson, to the dance party tonight. If she couldn’t have both maybe it was better to have neither, or at least that had been what she’d been thinking when she’d called Wilson. Now she wasn’t so sure. Mitch on the beach caught her eye, and she groaned inwardly. He was gorgeous, and she had condemned herself to a night listening to family drama. Wilson might not be directly related, but he was on Lena’s father’s side and a descendant from one of the original families, so he may as well have been family.
    Wilson arrived early, to annoy her she was sure. He sat on her desk, his shaggy, blond hair tossed off his face as he regarded her proprietarily.
    “Hot as ever I see,” he said.
    “Don’t get too excited,” said Gabriella. “I thought you might like to check out the guests. There’s a cute girl from Brisbane who’s your type.”
    “But does she like to play my way?”
    “Not many people do,” said Gabriella dryly. “Me included.” This had been the source of their split. Being part of this family didn’t mean Gabriella wanted to be like them in every way. Unlike Lena she couldn’t transform and didn’t want to be able to.
    Gabriella closed down her computer. She wasn’t going to get any more work done today.
    “Go to the bar,” she told him. “I’ll join you when I’m dressed.”
    The dance party was a weekly tradition. They had a really good rock ’n’ roll band, and the place was decorated to look like a fifties American drugstore with jukeboxes and posters