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She heard him take a deep breath.

“Right now you can tell the FBI you had a breakdown and lost touch with reality, and that’s why you took off with the boy. I know that’s bull, but at least the law would have to consider it. But if the feds get wind that you were out trying to destroy his birth mother’s credibility, you can kiss the nervous breakdown story goodbye. They’ll throw the book at you. For the time being you’re the innocent victim in the public’s view. You don’t want to fall from…grace,” he said, “If you’ll forgive the pun.”

“That isn’t funny,” she said with a catch in her voice.

He frowned. “I can’t take it when a woman cries.”

“I’m not crying.”

“It’s okay. You tried to help. I overreacted. Come on, Grace.”

She let him enfold her in his arms, and suddenly nothing mattered. There was only Luke and pure sensation flowing through her veins. She tried to focus on the hurt he’d caused her, on how close they were to their goal. Her little boy…soon, soon, her little boy would be safely back with her.

But at the moment there was only Luke and her hopeless, spiraling need….