The thought of riding with him on the wind was always a thrill, something that she had missed in the years without him. But now, she hesitated. “What’s up?” he asked. Her hand went to her belly, and while the child growing inside her was most definitely the devil’s spawn, half of the baby, the better half, was hers. Kane always knew his way up every street and down every dark alley. But even as he held out his hand and managed a smile, Angeline could see the rage boiling in his eyes. What if he lost his focus and missed a turnoff or failed to see an oncoming truck? Even with Kane back, a small part of Angeline wouldn’t mind a knock out from which she might never recover. But now she had two lives to look after. “Kane,” she started, “why don’t we…why don’t we just walk it off? I mean… I need…” A gasp left her lips when he seized her by the shoulders.
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