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was kidnapped the same time as me? She was at the Hawthorne Medical Center in San Antonio, so there should be a record of her name on the appointment schedule.”
    “I’ll check and see what I can find,” Grayson assured her. “But since these people stole your badge, it’s possible you were their primary target all along.”
    That sent a chill right through her. Heaven knows what these monsters had planned to do with her baby. And with her. But she figured they hadn’t had anything good in mind. Maybe they’d wanted to use the baby to force her into doing something illegal.
    Maybe Josh, too.
    Her baby could have become the ultimate bargaining tool, since there were a lot of things that two FBI agents could cover up or overlook in criminal investigations.
    “We’ll keep digging,” Grayson added, and he ended the call.
    Jaycee didn’t even try to hide her frustration. “That wasn’t the way I’d wanted to start the morning,” she mumbled.
    “No,” Josh quietly agreed. “But at least we have a possible lead. If we get a DNA match from Blanca’s and Marita’s babies, then we can interrogate the birth father. Or fathers. They could help us find the person who honchoed this mess.”
    Yes, it was a good lead, but it didn’t seem nearly enough considering all the lives that were at stake.
    “Coffee?” he asked, raising his cup.
    Jaycee shook her head because the smell made her a little queasy. “But I wouldn’t say no to some toast or milk. Or a doughnut.” She wasn’t hungry, but she should eat something for the sake of the baby.
    His left eyebrow lifted. “A doughnut?”
    “Yeah, I’ve been craving them in between the bouts of morning sickness.”
    But her suddenly jittery stomach wasn’t a result of morning sickness. Probably more nerves than anything else. After all, Grayson had just told them some disturbing things.
    Plus there was Josh.
    Yet something else disturbing in a totally different way. She was in a very confined space with a shirtless man whom she’d always found attractive. His jeans didn’t help, either.
    They were snug in all the right places.
    And despite the fact that she was five months’ pregnant and coming down from a horrible ordeal, she felt the heat trickle through her.
    Their gazes met.
    Held.
    And Josh gave a heavy sigh before he turned around and put two pieces of bread in the toaster. He also crossed the room, grabbed a shirt from the closet and put it on. It still didn’t help. Jaycee had a much too vivid memory of how he looked without it.
    “Sorry, no doughnuts,” he said. “If it’d make you more comfortable, I repeat my offer—you can move to one of the guest rooms in the main house.”
    “With all those people? No thanks. I can call some friends.” If she still had any, that is.
    Josh stared at her. “FBI friends?”
    Jaycee shrugged. Actually, she didn’t have a lot of friends in the FBI because she often worked alone and undercover for long stretches. That didn’t give her a lot of socializing time. Ironically, before the shooting, Josh had been her closest friend, and she doubted he’d now classify her as such.
    “Look, you’ve already done so much,” she said, “and I don’t want to keep imposing on you.”
    “It’s not an imposition.” His gaze dropped to her stomach. “And I’d rather be the one protecting you.”
    A burst of air left her mouth. Not quite a laugh. “I’m a trained agent just like you. The kidnappers took my gun, but if you give me another one, I’ll be pretty good at protecting myself.”
    Oh, no. He got that mule-headed look. The one that let her know he wasn’t going to back down on this.
    “You’re a pregnant trained agent.” Even though the toast popped up, Josh ignored it and walked closer to her. “I know this isn’t what you want to hear, but that baby changes everything.”
    Jaycee wanted to be mule headed, too. Mercy, did she want that. But he was right. The pregnancy did change things. She’d fought