Page 41 of The Sinner's Touch

“What happened?” He came into the room, working hard to control his temper at seeing the sight of her arm. “Who hurt you, Angel?”

She looked at her arm and shook her head. “It was an accident.”

“Who?” His anger bled through the whispered word, and her eyes widened.

“I fell in the bathroom, and Peter broke the door down, not knowing I was right there. It bounced off my arm.”

“Peter fucking did this to you?” Red. He saw red. Peter did this? He was going to beat him.

She reached out and caught his arm. “He was trying to help me, Kade. He didn’t do it on purpose. I swear. He’d never hurt me.”

“Is it broken?” Her touch helped to soothe away some of the anger.

“I don’t know. They haven’t come back yet.”

He pushed her over a little and sat next to her on the hard surface. What little padding there was had been worn thin by countless others. He wrapped an arm around her and tucked her into his side. “Are you okay? Do you need anything? Do I need to go roust a nurse for pain meds?”

“Um…about that…” She kept her head down, refusing to look up at him.

“Hey.” He tilted her head up with his index finger. “What’s wrong, baby?”

“I need to tell you something…”

A knock sounded at the door, and they looked up to see the doctor come in. He was an older man in his early sixties and all smiles. “Miss Lemoraux, you’ll be glad to know there are no broken bones.”

Kade felt Angel exhale, her relief palpable.

“It is, however, an extremely deep tissue bruise and is going to be quite painful. Given your pregnancy, I can’t prescribe anything but acetaminophen for the pain. I am giving you a prescription for prenatal vitamins to get you started until you see your OBGYN. Do you have one?”

“No.” Her voice was quiet, hesitant.

Kade barely registered any of it. His mind got stuck on the word “pregnancy.” The doctor gave him a curious look but continued to talk to Angel.

Pregnant? How? They’d been careful, and she said she was on birth control. How could she be pregnant?

It. Was. Not. Possible.

No. This couldn’t be true. He was an undercover police officer. He wasn’t supposed to get involved like this. No. No. No. What the hell would his handler have to say?

He closed his eyes. Shit. What was Angel going to say when he busted her brother? It would devastate her. She’d hate him.

Pregnant.

There had to be a way to make this right. Some way to make her understand what was about to happen. How was he going to fix this?

Would she even let him near his kid when the truth came out?

“Kade?” Angel nudged his arm. “Are you okay?”

Pregnant.

Hell fucking no, he wasn’t okay.

They were too young; neither of them knew how to take care of a baby. What the fuck were they going to do? He pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath.

Fuck.

Pregnant.

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