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accused of. Unmarried fornication, certain acts of sex considered by some as unnatural—there were any number of local ordinances against such moral offenses. Forced marriage as a punishment wouldn't be found in any law book, but a judge in these parts had wide discretion in meting out justice. Jacque noticed Judge Thibodeaux standing right behind Chief Legrand and clamped his jaw tight.
    "We will proceed with the ceremony,” Mama Breaux crowed in triumph. “Remove her clothes!"
    Sahara let out a strangled gasp. “This is barbaric!” She appealed to him, her eyes wide with disbelief.
    He licked his lips, all of a sudden torn between cool reason and an unexpected, fierce selfishness that exploded over him. He realized with scary intensity that he wanted this woman. Wanted her with an obsession he'd never before experienced.
    Maybe, if she were forced to stay for a while, she'd change her mind about him. About the life she'd planned. That she'd grow to want him more than her prestigious career and fancy three-story mansion on the water.
    Again, his hesitation was duly noted. Mama Breaux squeezed his hand and peered up into his eyes.. “Search your soul, mon fils . Do you wish to have this woman?"
    Le bon Dieu mait la main . God help him, he did.
    She looked at him slyly, then limped to Sahara and lifted her T-shirt a few inches. She placed her wrinkled hand on Sahara's stomach. “An’ do you wish to have the black-eyed child I see in her belly?"
    A child!?
    His gaze dropped to Sahara's exposed abdomen, then darted up to her astonished eyes. A child would change everything. There was no way he'd let her go if a child were involved.
    She shook her head vigorously. “I'm not pregnant,” she rasped. “You know I'm not. We've been careful. Jacque, please, don't do this to me."
    Mama Breaux was never wrong.
    He wanted Sahara desperately, and he wanted her with his child even more.
    His will solidified. “It's best this way, chère ,” he said with a growing certainty that what he was about to do was the right thing. If she still didn't agree after a few weeks, and if she wasn't pregnant, then he'd let her go, and deal with the consequences.
    Turning to Mama Breaux and Sahara's guards, he let the gavel fall on their sentence.
    " C'est bien . Go ahead. Take off her clothes."

Chapter Six
    Sahara felt the walls close in, blocking every sound but the humiliated cry that came from her own mouth.
    She struggled to cover herself as Quint ripped off her T-shirt and Samuel dragged down her shorts. She swore and called Jacque every bad name she'd ever known, inventing a few new ones for good measure.
    It wasn't the ludicrous marriage part that upset her so much—there was such a thing as divorce, even in Louisiana.. But being stripped bare in front of a couple hundred witnesses—that was going too far.
    Despite her best efforts, Quint and Samuel easily finished peeling off her clothes and held her tightly by the wrists, stretching her out between them like a cross.
    She didn't care that everyone in the place seemed to think being naked in front of each other was perfectly normal. Before yesterday, only four people had ever seen her nude, and that included her parents. It was mortifying to have scores of people gawking at her from every possible angle.
    The crowd moved in, tightening the circle around the five of them.
    "You going to let Quint take my clothes off regularly?” she spit at Jacque, furious with him for subjecting her to this humiliation, “or just on special occasions like your wedding?"
    "Quint won’ ever touch you again,” he said in carefully measured tones, but the hot ferocity flashing in his eyes belied his true response to her accusation.
    He stood arrogantly, feet splayed and head held high, studying her with a look of intense possessiveness carved on his handsome features. His gaze stroked over her curves proudly, like he was enjoying showing her off to the other men, knowing he was the only one who'd