“I’m sorry.”
“Why?”
I press my face against his neck. “Because you wouldn’t have been part of this mess if my brother hadn’t dragged you in.”
“Shh. That’s not on you. None of it’s on you. Besides ...”
“What?”
“We really should be thanking your brother, because without him, we wouldn’t be here.”
I hadn’t thought about it like that, but in a way, Kane’s right.
Rafe orchestrated all of this. Like some criminal mastermind.
I push that part out of my head and focus on the man whose arms are wrapped around me.
The last time I thought my brother died, I thought I was all alone in the world, but this time, he left me a gift.
“Hold me a little longer?”
“As long as you want, princess. I’m not going anywhere.”
Early the next morning,as Kane keeps me pressed against his side, I roll over and my stomach stages a revolt.
Shit.
I jump out of bed and bolt for the bathroom, barely making it in time.
Kane is on my heels. “Are you okay? What’s wrong?”
I glance over my shoulder to find he’s got a gun in his hand. I wave at him and heave again. Seconds later, there’s a cold cloth on my forehead.
When my stomach finally calms down, I reach for the washcloth and use it to wipe my mouth. Kane helps me off my knees, and I turn to face his lined expression, trying to find the words that I wasn’t ready to say.
“I think ... There’s a chance ... I could maybe ... It’s possible that ...”
“You’re pregnant?”
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My vision of Temperance from yesterday, when the thought of her pregnant flashed through my mind, comes back full force, nearly knocking me off my feet.
“You’re pregnant?” I ask again, just in case she didn’t hear my question the first time.
From the look on her face, she didn’t miss it. “I don’t know. I haven’t ... I was going to take a test.”
“And you didn’t even mention the possibility to me?”
“I didn’t want to freak you out if it wasn’t true.”
I step closer and pull her against my body. “What part of this do you think freaks me out?”
“The part where we’ve never talked about kids. If you want them. If they could possibly fit into your life.”
I tilt her chin up so I can look her in her brown eyes. “If you want kids, I want them with you. As for them fitting in my life, I’m done with all of it. I told Mount this was my last job. The only part that freaks me out is the part where youwalked your ass into a gunfight thinking you could be pregnant.” I keep my tone as calm as possible.