Addison was ready to explode. Everything Myers was doing, from his tone of voice to the manipulation of that bloody button, shredded her waning self-control. One hand gripped the edge of the couch, and she squeezed her legs together to keep from jumping into Myers’ lap. A somersault or kick from her unborn son
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Addison’s eyes widened as she tried to formulate a reply. There is no bleeding
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He’s right, Addison grudgingly admitted to herself. Thanks to her desire to rub his nose in things, Myers not only knew about the child but had forged a bond with the baby.
Addison felt her son stir as if he knew that he was near his… father. She still wrestled with the concept.
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Shane gulped. He’d unwittingly attacked a little girl. He couldn’t sense Ashley’s or Harris’ emotions, but he didn’t need to. Their expressions conveyed them plainly.
He forced himself to say something to the girl, who looked much like a miniature version of Harris. “I’m not… I’d never, ever hurt your brother. And I don’t
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Despite his inhuman calm Shane reeled from Harris’ every word. It took all of his concentration to hold the woman at bay psychically and not empty his stomach. In the process he’d lost contact with his son.
What Harris said finally caught up to Shane. Daughter? That was her four year-old daughter? Shane shivered as
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Shane was a creature of habit. Harris, he’d discovered, wasn’t under normal circumstances, and was less so now that she was in his son’s third trimester. Since they avoided each other like the plague after the hallway incident—the thought of which brought a smirk to Shane’s face—he’d tried to determine Harris’ sleep schedule so
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Ashlynn stood at the foot of her mother’s bed and grinned. Mummy lie on her back with one hand on her tummy, sound asleep. She barely stirred when Ashlynn climbed up beside her. The four year-old rested her head on Mummy’s “bump,” stifling a giggle when she felt her baby brother kick
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