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“You owe me no apology, Trace.”

Katherine looked over at him and met his gaze. Tears glistened in her beautiful eyes. “I chose to stay to help you keep your home and shop for Howard’s sake. I’m not sorry.”

Then she bent her head and kissed Howard’s cheek. The baby nuzzled at her neck, searching for something to eat. It was the perfect picture of what he had longed for, prayed for and lost.

“Now please hold Howard while I warm his bottle.” Trace’s stomach knotted as she handed the baby to him. Howard looked up at him and wiggled his arms. He took a deep breath and lifted him to his shoulder. The baby calmed, rested there against his heart. So small. So helpless.

He looked at Katherine standing by the stove and his heart lurched. She was so beautiful, so kind and softhearted, so brave. He jerked his gaze away.

It was growing far too dangerous for him to be here alone with Katherine and the baby every day.