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he’d slice me open and let her spill out. I can’t let that happen. I need your help. Please. You have to help me.”
    Sam stared at her in horror, then his gaze dropped to where his hand was splayed across her abdomen. He looked so appalled that she stopped for a moment and wrapped her arms around her stomach, trapping his hand there.
    “Sweet mother of God,” Sam muttered. He pulled his hand away and then yanked her into his arms.
    It hurt like hell, but she didn’t care. She didn’t protest and she didn’t try to pull away. She wanted to absorb him right into her soul. Finally she felt safe. Like maybe she wasn’t so alone .
    For just a moment she stood there, but reality crept in despite her wanting to indulge in the fantasy.
    “We have to go,” she whispered.
    She pulled away, but he held her firm.
    “Let me go,” she protested. “We have to get out of here, Sam. Your brothers. They have to go too. They’ll kill them.”
    He grasped her good arm, and with his other hand he gripped her chin and held her so that she was forced to stare back at him.
    “Let’s get a few things straight here, okay? One, you’re not going anywhere. Period. Two, I need answers, Sophie. A lot of damn answers. Three, no one is going to hurt you or my child. Four, if you knew where I’ve been all this time, you damn well should have come to me the moment you knew you were in danger.”
    She stared at him in disbelief. Then she laughed. It was all she could do. He was so determined, and how like a man to try and simplify matters.
    “You don’t get it, Sam. I can’t stay. I won’t put my baby in danger,” she said fiercely. “I barely managed to escape the bastard last night. He shot me. He would have killed my baby. I’m not giving him a second chance. I’ve stayed ahead of him for the last five months.”
    “And now he’s caught up to you,” Sam said calmly. “Sit down, Sophie. You and I have a hell of a lot to talk about. I want to get the personal stuff out of the way first. Because then I want my brothers here when you tell me all this other shit.”
    The fight left her and the pain overwhelmed her senses. She sagged onto the edge of the bed and dropped her head in defeat.
    Sam knelt in front of her and carefully placed his hand on her belly.
    “Why didn’t you tell me?”
    She glared at him again. “You didn’t act like a man who wanted to know. You lied to me about everything from the moment we met.”
    “And yet you know everything about me. How is that, Sophie?” he asked in a dangerously low voice.
    She stared stubbornly back at him.
    “I came back for you,” he said, surprising the hell out of her.
    She furrowed her brow and frowned hard at him. “What are you talking about?”
    He ran a hand through his hair and looked briefly away. “I was there undercover. I couldn’t tell you things, Sophie. I couldn’t share anything more of myself than I did. But when it was over, I came back, but you were gone. Disappeared. I searched, and it was as if you didn’t exist.”
    Her cheeks warmed under his scrutiny, but she refused to feel guilty. She hadn’t had a choice but to run and run hard. She’d spent the last five months hiding. All because she’d helped him. And betrayed her father in the process.
    “Look at me and tell me she’s mine,” Sam said fiercely. “I have to know. Don’t jerk me around about this.”
    She raised her gaze until she stared levelly at him. She let calm invade her because she had nothing to hide when it came to this. Oh, she had plenty of secrets, but in this, her conscience was clear.
    “She’s yours. There’s been no one else, Sam. Not for a long time.”
    Was that relief she saw in his eyes? Regret? Joy? Maybe a mix of all three? It was hard to tell.
    For just a moment, his focus shifted to her belly. He spread the material of the shirt tight over her stomach and he slid his fingers over every inch, studying the curve and the shallow indention of her belly