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I was petrified of what would happen when I told him I didn’t know if the baby belonged to him or Jordan.

Would he believe me when I told him I said no?

Would he think I was lying to save my butt?

God, the thought of him not believing me was devastating.

"What do I do, Dad?"

"You tell him, Hope." Exhaling a heavy sigh, my father leaned back in his chair, blue eyes locked on my face. "That man loves you. Whatever it is, you'll figure it out together."

"Are you sure?"

"He's a tough guy, Angel," Dad replied. "Whatever it is, Luck will handle it."

My father was right about Hunter being a tough man.

He was crazy strong, both mentally and physically.

The only problem was,handlingit was exactly what I was afraid of him doing.

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Chapter Fifty-One

Lucky

She was quiet the whole drive home from her parents' place.

At first, I'd put it down to all the shit that had been thrown at us today.

But the way she was looking at me when she thought I wasn’t paying attention told me different.

Red flags had been going up in my mind all evening and her silence was worrying the hell out of me.

She had fear in her eyes and it made me feel stabby.

She didn’t need to be afraid around me. I was the last person on earth who would ever lay a hand on her.

"Hunter?" she finally said, several hours later, when we were sitting on the couch after dinner

"Yeah, sweetheart?" I forced myself to mask my absolute relief at having her finallytalk.

"There's something that we need to talk about."

Panic churned inside of my gut. "I'm listening."

"There's something I haven't told you," she added and then bit down on her bottom lip. "Something bad."

Breathe, Luck...

Just keep fucking breathing, man…

Turning on the couch, I looked her straight in the eyes, giving her my undivided attention. "You can tell me anything," I coaxed when I saw the tears in her eyes.

This is bad…

This is bad…

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