Steele 05 - Irresistible Forces

By now I had hoped you would have come to your senses. I want to know just what you’re going to do to get the mother of my grandchild back?”
    Her question, Dominic thought, was simple enough, but to be completely honest, he didn’t have a clue. For all he knew, Taylor might not want to be gotten back. The last two times they had talked she didn’t seem inclined to have anything more to do with him.
    “It’s not going to be easy,” he said quietly.
    Megan placed a hand on his arm and he couldn’t help noticing her eyes had softened somewhat and her frown was gone. “Do you want her back?”
    “Yes, I want her back,” he didn’t hesitate to say. “Besides you, she is the most remarkable woman I know.”
    A smile touched Megan Saxon’s lips. “You love her, don’t you?”
    Dominic met his mother’s inquisitive but gentle stare and said, “Yes, I love her.”
    “Then you’re going to have to do whatever it takes to win her heart and convince her that you were wrong and that you love her,” Megan said in a soft voice. “Let love guide you to do the right thing. And when you get things straightened out, let me and your father know. We still want to meet her. Regardless of your relationship, she is the mother of our grandchild.” She glanced at her watch. “I have to go, our private plane is waiting.”
    He lifted a brow. “And where are you and Dad off to now?”
    “Paris. It’s your grandfather’s seventieth birthday and we’re flying in for the birthday celebration planned for tomorrow night. I’ll talk to you when I get back.”
    After his mother had left, Dominic sat at his desk while he planned his strategy to win back Taylor. Moments later after taking a deep breath he picked up the phone and punched in the phone number to her cell phone. He leaned back in the chair, waiting for her to answer.
    Instead, another voice came on the line that said, “I am sorry, but at the customer’s request, this number has been changed to a nonpublished number.” Then there was a sharp click in his ear.
    He slowly hung up the phone. Taylor had changed her number? Not to be denied the right to speak with her, he then pulled her business card from his desk to try reaching her at the office. Her secretary’s cheery voice came on the line. “Good afternoon, Assets of Steele. May I help you?”
    “Yes, this is Dominic Saxon and I would like to speak with Ms. Steele, please.”
    “I’m sorry, Mr. Saxon, but Ms. Steele is out of town.”
    “I see,” he said, somewhat disappointed. “Is she visiting her family in North Carolina?”
    “No, sir, she is out of the country.”
    Dominic frowned as he stood from his seat. “Out of the country? Where did she go?” he asked, as if he had a right to know.
    There was a pause, and then as if the secretary decided that maybe he did, she said, “She’s in France.”
    He lifted a brow. “France?”
    “Yes, sir, Paris, France. If this is an emergency, she has asked that I refer those calls to…”
    Whatever the woman was saying was lost on Dominic. Taylor had gone to France and he had an idea as to why and who she had gone to see. “Well, thanks for the information,” he said, interrupting whatever it was Taylor’s secretary was saying. He quickly hung up and then pressed a button.
    “Yes, Mr. Saxon?”
    “Liza, I’d like you to contact Martin and tell him to have the plane ready to fly me out in a few hours.”
    “Yes sir, and the destination?”
    “Paris, France.”
    * * *
    “Are you feeling better today, dear?”
    Taylor smiled at Franco Saxon as she came down the steps to join him on the terrace for a midmorning meal. “Yes, a lot better.”
    She had arrived at the Saxon Estates yesterday after having endured the lengthy plane flight across the Atlantic. Evidently something she had eaten had not agreed with her and in addition to jet lag, she had endured an upset stomach. After a good night’s sleep she was now feeling fine.
    She glanced around as she took her seat across from Dominic’s grandfather. The Saxon family home was simply beautiful. According to Franco, it had been in the Saxon family since the late eighteen hundreds and was the place where all the Saxons, including Marcello, were born. The palace-style structure was composed of several reception rooms. Numerous bedroom suites with private baths and dressing rooms, game rooms, spa, gym, two swimming pools and a beautiful kitchen and dining room. It was a beautiful day and the sun