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afraid.” He said it over one wide shoulder as he strode down the hall, past empty bedrooms with open doors.
    “Not afraid, exactly,” she replied tensely.
    “Then what—exactly?”
    With impeccable instincts, he paused at the closed door of Liam’s nursery and assessed her expression.
    She rubbed the corner of her mouth with unsteady fingers. “It’s another one of those complicated concepts.”
    He opened the door and walked inside. And froze.
    Wrapping her arms around her torso, she gripped her elbows tightly as she watched him from the doorway. The line of his back, from his wide shoulders arrowing down to narrow hips, was taut.
    After one pulsing second, he tore through the rest of the rooms. She rushed after him.
    He stopped in Peanut’s bedroom, staring at the bright colors on the walls, the crib, the dresser with the changing pad and diapers. Liam’s favorite stuffed animal, his bunny, lay in the crib. Evidently, Hugh and Eva had forgotten to grab it when everyone evacuated.
    Dragos picked it up and briefly buried his face in it. His hands clenched on the soft toy until the broad knuckles turned white.
    The silence had turned deafening. She hurt everywhere. Her body physically hurt. She didn’t know where to look, or how to hold herself in such a way that the pain would lessen.
    He whispered, “This is a male scent. I have a son.”
    The words struck the room as loud as a shout. She swallowed hard, and her voice shook as she said, “Yes.”
    He looked in the direction of the changing table. “He’s small.”
    Again, she said, “Yes.”
    He turned to her, his gaze incandescent and raw. “How is that possible? How could I not remember I have a son?”
    “I don’t know.” She hadn’t intended to say anything, but her words acquired a life of their own and wrenched themselves out of her. “I don’t know how you could forget either of us. You’re in my bones. ”
    He jerked toward her, Liam’s bunny still gripped in one fist. “Where is he?”
    She put her head in her hands. “He’s in the city.”
    “Because of me,” he said through clenched teeth. He cut through the air with one hand. “Because I might have come back here to attack you. He was in danger because of me.”
    His violent emotions beat against her skin, an invisible force, until she felt bruised all over. She needed to lean on something.
    There was nowhere to go that would be strong enough to brace her against the volcanic force raging in front of her—nowhere but forward. Blindly, she walked until she collided into his chest. “Please stop,” she whispered. “You aren’t the bad guy. There isn’t a bad guy in this situation. It’s just a bad situation.”
    His arms came around her. That was what she needed, more than air, more than water. She leaned on his strength, and he held her tightly.
    Something came down on the top of her head—his cheek. It touched her briefly then lifted away. His arms loosened.
    “I need to see the construction site,” he growled.
    Stiffening her spine, she lifted her head as she stepped back. The savagery in his expression took her aback until she realized what he really needed. He felt the need to fight, but there wasn’t any enemy at hand, so he had focused on the only other thing available.
    “All right,” she told him. “Let’s go. Let’s do it now.”
    Pausing, he set the bunny on the dresser. His fingers seemed to linger on the toy’s soft fur. Then he turned back to her, and they walked out of the nursery together.
    There was only one other place in that wing that he hadn’t explored, the closed door at the end of the hall. Glancing toward it, he looked an inquiry at her. She said briefly, “Those are our rooms.”
    He hesitated. Conflicting emotions evident in his reluctant pace, he walked to the door and opened it.
    A little while ago, she had been braced for him walking into their suite. Now after the raw scene in Liam’s nursery, she could hardly stand it. It felt worse