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“I want answers and I want them now,” she said, her voice barely a whisper
Оглавление“Answers?” he calmly repeated. He inched closer, but stopped when Anna lifted the gun and aimed it right at his heart. “What do you mean?” She’d obviously figured out he wasn’t the man she’d thought he was.
“Rafe and I were lovers,” she whispered, a tear racing down her cheek.
“I’m sorry.”
“Sorry?” she snapped. “It’s a little too late for that, don’t you think? Two months too late. I’m pregnant.”
Oh, man. That knocked the breath right out of him. He couldn’t speak. Couldn’t move. All he could do was stand there and stare at her.
With her eyes brimming with tears, she levered the gun slightly higher. “And now I want to know what you’ve done with my baby’s father.”
