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  “It’s okay,” I said. “They’re protected.”

  It was as though that was all he needed to hear. He rammed into me with such force that a scream tore from my mouth. He pulled out of me, and I whimpered in protest before he rammed into me again.

  “Oh…ah…I…this is…!”

  I was incoherent. I could not form a single sentence to save my life. This was more intense than anything I had ever experienced. I forced my eyes open and looked into his. They were ablaze with passion as he stared intensely at me. I could see that he was at the edge of control. When he slammed into me a third time, I felt my sex begin to clench around him and knew that I was at the cusp of another fantastic orgasm. I tried to hold back, to see how much I could take, but he was having none of it. He slid his hand between us and pressed his thumb against my clit and, just like that, I fell apart. I held onto him and jerked, screaming, as the orgasm carried me high into the air. Then, I felt myself shatter into a million pieces. I heard him shout my name as his own climax hit, and it triggered mine again.

  We collapsed against each other, each shuddering at the strength of the passion we’d just experienced.

  “What the hell was that?” he murmured.

  I trembled in the aftershock, ridiculously glad that he didn’t deny the power of what had happened.

  “Crazy…,” I said, still not able to speak coherently. “Just crazy.”

  “Yeah,” he said and then kissed me.

  It was different from the hungry kiss we’d shared earlier. It wasn’t even the wet I-can’t-wait-to-be-inside-you kiss we’d shared just before he’d slid into me. This one was gentle and sweet, but no less intense. I sighed and knew I was in trouble.

  Slowly, he broke the kiss and touched his forehead to mine. “You are incredible, Ana,” he said at last. “I don’t know what to do with you.”

  “Take me to bed,” I suggested, too tired and aware of the change between us to deny this…whatever it was anymore.

  He didn’t have to be told twice. He gathered me into his arms and carried me up the stairs like a bride on her wedding night. Only this bride was already five-months pregnant and without benefit of the legal ceremony or even the love of her man.

  One thing at a time, I supposed.

  Chapter 13

  I was in the middle of a wonderful dream. The babies were here, sleeping happily in perfect white cribs and Nicolas had his arms around me, telling me what a wonderful life we were all going to have together. The dream made me smile, even in my sleep.

  And then a loud knocking made the dream fall apart around the edges.

  “What is it?” I heard Nicolas call.

  “You need to come downstairs, Mr. Costa.”

  “What the hell for?” He was angry now. I recognized that tone.

  “The police are here, Mr. Costa.”

  My eyes popped open then. The bed shifted as Nicolas climbed around me, padding off to the closet to get a pair of pants. He was still shirtless when he opened the door, and I saw the top of one of the bodyguard’s head before Nicolas stepped into the hallway.

  I sat up and picked up Nicolas’ discarded shirt from the night before and slipped it over my body. Despite my swollen belly, it managed to cover me to the top of my thighs. I slipped into the bathroom and cleaned myself up a little, wondering all the while what was going on.

  “You need to go,” Nicolas said, rushing back into the room and grabbing clothes from the closet.

  “What’s happening?”

  “I don’t know,” he said, not even looking at me. “The police are here with a search warrant. They want to look through Aurora’s things.”

  “Why?”

  “If I knew that, they wouldn’t have caught me by surprise, now would they have?”

  He glanced at me then, a touch of remorse skidding across his face.

  “I don’t want you here while they do the search. Adam is waiting to take you to Constance’s apartment.”

  I nodded, obediently marching to the door. Nicolas came up behind me and grabbed my arm.

  “I’m sorry, Ana. I’ll call you as soon as I know what this is all about.”

  I nodded again and melted a little when he kissed me.

  I went to my own room and dressed quickly, tossing a couple of things into a bag since I didn’t know how long I’d be at Constance’s. I was headed down the stairs with the bodyguard—Nicolas called him Adam—when I heard a deep voice reciting the Miranda Rights in the entry way. I pulled away from Adam and rushed to the bottom of the stairs just in time to see a cop in a cheap wool suit put Nicolas in handcuffs.

  “Nicolas Costa, you’re being arrested for the charge of murder in the first degree,” the detective said.

  “Nico!” I cried.

  He looked at me, a lost little boy with shame coloring his face.

  “Take her out of here,” Nicolas said roughly to Adam.

  I felt Adam take my arm, but all I saw was Nicolas being escorted out to a police cruiser.

  ~ End of Part One ~

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