I take her hand in mine and squeeze it. “I don’t have any reason to think you’re lying to me. Hell, you didn’t want to tell me in the first place because you were scared I’d try taking her.”

Emotion seems to overwhelm her as she shakes a little. “You’re being way too reasonable. I can’t even find anything about this situation to take the piss out of.”

“You’re losing your touch.”

She smiles, but it’s faint. “Are you sure you want to add your name to her birth certificate?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

She pauses, seeming to be getting her breathing under control. “Well, I just thought that it means you’re responsible for her in a way you’re not right now.”

I nod. “I know. If it’s about money …”

The pained expression her face warps into tells me everything I need to know. This must be incredibly awkward for her. They’ve survived just fine without me all this time, and I can’t just swoop in and buy their love. Not that I would want to.

I want both her and Amelia to love me for me.

“I don’t want your money, Josh.”

“Well, that’s too bad because I plan on making sure neither of you want for anything ever again. And I want something from you too.”

She swallows hard. “Like what?”

“I want us to start again. That day when we first met. I’ve replayed that in my head a million times. That’s what I want us to find our way back to.”

Delaney shakes her head. “It was a long time ago. We were both different people.”

“I’m still Josh. The guy who made you laugh. The guy you used to make fun of.” I pause. “Scratch that. Still make fun of.”

Her lips twitch. “It’s so easy to make fun of you.”

“See? We’re halfway there already.”

I reach out, pushing a lock of her hair back behind her ear. “I was crazy in love with you back then, and we could have that again. But I need to know how you feel.”

She sighs, dropping her gaze. “I thought I was over you. Even if I still can’t watch any of your films, I thought that any romantic feelings were dead. But just the thought of being near you makes me nervous.”

I run my fingers down her cheek. “You don’t ever have to be nervous around me. Like I said. I’m still the same Josh you met six years ago.”

“But you’re not.” Her eyes meet mine again. “You’re the big Hollywood star, and I’m a nobody.”

“That’s not true.”

“It’s okay. I’m fine with that.” She smiles. “You didn’t even recognise me the first time you saw me here.”