Guarding Me

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Amy. Whatever the future held for him, he accepted the challenges with open arms as long as he had Maya at his side. He’d be able to do anything—with her.

Chapter Thirteen
     
    Four months later…
     
    Maya drove up to the security gate at the airport. From the freeway, the airport looked so small. Up close, the thing was massive. Hulking C-130 planes waited alongside the freeway and funny little open vehicles scurried across the tarmac. She pulled the card Levi had given her from her pocket and handed it to the guard. He spoke into his radio, waited for return chatter, then nodded and opened the gate.
    “Park in the guest spaces, please. Have a good day.”
    “Guest spaces,” she mumbled and drove at the speed limit across the lot. Maya stopped in one of the designated spots. Levi begged her to come to the tower and see what he did for a living. Like she could tell him no.
    She opened the car door and swung her legs out of the vehicle. Her back twinged, and she groaned. If she thought the baby was active before, she had a lot to learn. The kid seemed to love to do jumping jacks in her belly. She itched her lower tummy, then stood. Wasn’t it about time to have the kid already? She checked the app on her phone. Twenty-six more days until her due date. Too damned slow.
    Across the lot, two figures bounded out of the building. Maya knew one of the individuals. Levi. He spun on his heel and said something she couldn’t see to the other person. He waved his hand and pointed like he did when his temper got the better of him.
    “Heaven help whoever pissed him off,” she whispered. They’d argued a couple of times, but nothing a night of hot sex hadn’t cured. The guys at the tower, though—they managed to get under Levi’s skin from time to time. Her body ached, but this time the twinge settled in her lower belly. She winced and shook her head. Must be the burrito coming back to haunt her.
    “We went on one date a year ago,” Levi shouted. The veins stuck out on his neck. “Patty, I can’t do this. I can’t. Find a guy who will light your fire. He’s not me.”
    Maya stood and cracked her back. She’d heard of Patty plenty of times, but never saw her in the flesh. The woman wasn’t bad looking from a distance. Her attachment to the guys at the center seemed a bit obsessive, but at times, they were all one big family. Maya strode over to where Levi and Patty were arguing.
    “Hey.” She wrapped her hands around his bicep and flashed her ring. “This must be the infamous Patty. I’m Maya, Levi’s fiancée. Nice to meet you finally.”
    Patty’s blue eyes widened, then her brows knotted together. “You’re right. It was one date and in the past.” She stared at Maya’s belly. “I don’t date guys with kids.” She turned on her heel and flounced away.
    “That was awkward.” Levi didn’t look at Maya. “I’m sorry.”
    “I don’t know. It was funny. She’s lonely and holding on to whatever she can.” She squeezed his arm. “I’d hold on to you pretty tight if you weren’t already mine.”
    “Yeah?”
    “And if she’s the biggest hurdle we have for a while, we’re set.” She rested her head on his shoulder. “We’ve got birthing classes tonight. Think you’re ready?” Another twinge hit, this time not as bad as the first one. “I swear this kid is trying to stand up by sticking his feet through my gut.”
    “I am ready for the kid and classes. I can’t wait to meet him or her.” He kissed the top of her head. “I’m also ready to show you the center—my home away from home.”
     
    Four hours later, Levi massaged his temples. Maya had insisted on the birthing classes to be sure they both knew what to do when the baby arrived. He knew the drill when a woman had a baby. He’d been there when his sister went into labor with Kennedy. Not the prettiest experience, but he’d lived. Seeing a similar situation on the gigantic television screen made his stomach roil. He rubbed

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