Page 58 of Last Resort

Chance squeezed her hand. “No, honey. He thrives on a challenge. That’s what all of us are to him.”

But Chance damn well wished they’d never put Maci undercover to begin with. Then this bastard would’ve never known she existed.

“You and Maci need to get somewhere safe until we can figure this out,” Brax said. “Definitely can’t bring her to the office or let her be at her apartment alone. Hell, I wouldn’t even stay at your house.”

“I’ll take her to Mom and Dad’s.”

Luke snorted. “Finally, it’s your turn.”

Chance’s mouth twitched into a small smile. It did seem like Sheila and Clinton’s home had turned into an unofficial safe house over the past couple of years. All three of Chance’s brothers had brought their women there at one point or another.

“I’ll get Maci settled, then be back.”

The brothers went over a few more details before Chance got off the phone. A quick call to his mother and everything was ready to go.

Maci was still sitting with her arms wrapped around her legs.

He brushed a strand of hair back from her face. “You okay? We should pack and get ready to go.”

“I don’t want your parents to get hurt. I know they watch Walker too.”

“We’ll leave if anything gets dicey for them, I promise.” It was an easy promise for Chance to make. He didn’t want his family getting hurt either.

“Does...” She trailed off and started again. “Do your parents know about the baby?”

“I doubt it. I know the guys know, but they wouldn’t tell, and I didn’t want to just drop it on them via text or something.”

“Oh. Okay.”

“We can keep it hushed for now if you want.”

She nodded. “That would probably be best.”

He wasn’t sure exactly what that meant. He still wasn’t sure why she’d been so upset last night.

Had she changed her mind about keeping the baby? The thought crushed something inside him, but now wasn’t the time to get into it.

They packed up and twenty minutes later were on the road. Neither of them spoke much and the silence strained between them. He wanted to say something to make things easier for her but had no idea what to say.

The last thing he wanted to do was share Maci with anyone, even his parents. He wanted to sit her down and talk, to get everything out in the open—especially after yesterday’s appointment and breakdown. But her safety had to come first. They’d have plenty of chances to talk about her past when the time was right.

Right now, Maci’s past didn’t matter. What mattered was keeping her safe from this stalker.

Chapter Eighteen

Maci felt like her life was falling apart on every possible level.

She was still reeling from yesterday’s panic attack, then discovered she was the target of a stalker, and now had to stay with her not-boyfriend’s parents who didn’t know she was having his baby.

She wasn’t sure which terrified her most.

Sheila and Clinton Patterson had always been kind to her. They’d often invited her over for holiday dinners and brought coffee for her on the rare occasion that they stopped into the office to visit their sons. They were good people.

But being nice to Maci as one of San Antonio Security’s employees was much different than accepting her as the mother of Chance’s child.

This was definitely something she’d need to keep hidden.

“You planning to stay in the car until you blend into the seats?”

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