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Sure enough, Chipper and Evie were waiting for them on the rooftop landing pad. Their modified jet was able to land horizontally and vertically. When they loaded and took off, they didn’t even see the two men across the street watching from the parking garage.

“Boss? We have a problem.”

CHAPTER SIX

“Why didn’t you tell me?” whispered Major, holding Elena on his lap. “I had a right to know that you were carrying my child even if you didn’t want a relationship with me.”

“I didn’t want you to think I’d trapped you, Major. I wanted nothing more than to have a relationship with you. We never spoke of anything beyond those few nights, and we didn’t really talk about contraception. I was on the patch, but it obviously failed. I fell in love with you the moment I saw you, and then the way you protected me and your friends only made me love you more.”

“Baby, I was falling in love with you, too. I’m sorry I didn’t make that clear. I should have forced you to go to Louisiana so that you could be protected by my family.”

“Protected from what?” she asked. “What’s going on? I don’t understand why that doctor would want me to lose a baby. I don’t know that doctor at all. I’d never seen him before.”

“We’re not sure either, but we’re going to find out. Did you notice anything strange when you returned to London? Maybe someone was following you or watching you while you were staying with Daphne.”

“I didn’t pay attention. I have to be honest. We went out a few times for dinner, we went to a couple of museums, but that’s all.”

“Does Daphne work?”

“No, not really,” she said, smiling. “Daphne is a trust-fund baby. Her father is an Earl or something. She volunteers for a lot of projects and does some work with one of the auction houses. She has a degree in antiquities, which was why we connected in school and got along so well.”

“So, she’s not married?” asked Brix. Elena looked at him and smiled.

“No. She’s divorced. She was forced to marry a man when she was very young. He was thirty years her senior.”

“Forced?” frowned Brix.

“It’s not my story, Brix. I’m happy to give you her number if you’d like to call her.”

“I already have her number,” he said confidently.

“Major?” said Cruz, walking toward him. “Let me get her vitals and get her settled in the back. She needs to rest and sleep if possible.”

“Of course,” said Major, standing to set her down.

“Come on, honey. Let me make sure everything is still perfect,” smiled Cruz. Elena stared at him and sucked in a breath.

“Could you not do that?” she asked. Cruz frowned at her, tilting his head.

“Do what?”

“Smile at me. That is dangerous.”

“We tell him that all the time,” said Ally. “Good thing we’re married, and we love his wife.” Cruz just shook his head and gently led her down the aisle to the bedroom in the back.

“Is he really that good-looking to all of you?” frowned Sebastian.

“Good-looking? Honey, that doesn’t even describe that man, and I can attest because I’m married to one sexy beast,” said Gray.

“Me too,” said Ally.

“But that man makes me think sinful, lustful, heated thoughts. Those perfectly white teeth, with that dimple in his chin and the little one at the corner of his mouth, and all that dark hair sprinkled with a few grays, his tanned skin. And he’s a sweet guy! Holy shit,” she said, fanning herself. “It’s too much. Just too much.”

“I don’t see it,” said Alistair, shrugging.

“I think that’s a good thing,” laughed Ally. “It’s just proof that you don’t have to be the biggest, most muscular, or fastest man to be the hottest.”

“I wouldn’t say any of that,” laughed Brix. “Cruz is one of the fastest men I know. He was an amazing SEAL with an understated strength.”

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