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I smiled. “I will. Here’s your room, and you have your own bathroom.”

“Thanks, Kara. I’m so glad Antonio got me out of that situation.”

“Me, too.” I reached over and hugged her once again. I couldn’t help but feel protective over her. She’d been through hell and back. “I’ll go grab you some pjs.”

I walked over to my room and picked out a pajama set.

“Here. This might work.”

“Perfect.”

“I would stay up and chat with you, but I have work in the morning.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it. We can catch up more tomorrow when you get home.”

“Goodnight.”

“Night.” I looked back before heading out. “I’m really glad you are here.”

“Me, too.”

Smiling, I headed to my own room.

Chapter Twelve

KARA

“How am I gonna keep an eye on you and her at the same time?” Matteo questioned as I drank a mug of coffee.

“You can drop me off and come right back here. She’ll be fine until you get back. And I’ll be fine at the school.”

“Fine. Let’s go.”

I quickly peeked in on Olivia and saw she was still sleeping. But I was worried about leaving her by herself for a few minutes while Matteo insisted on driving me to work. I wasn’t sure what her situation was. Would someone still come for her even if she was pregnant with another man’s baby?

“Okay, I’m ready.” My heels clicked on the hardwood floor as we rushed out the door. We loaded into the SUV. I don’t know why but I always sat in back like he was my chauffeur. I just did it out of habit.

“You don’t have to drive like a maniac. She’ll be fine until you get back.”

“We don’t know that. Boss wants me to take her to the doctor tomorrow so she can get a proper checkup.”

“That’s fine. I’ll be able to go with her since I don’t work tomorrow. And bring her along when you come pick me up so we can do a little shopping.”

“Okay. We’re here,” he announced as he pulled up to the door. And I barely made it inside before he peeled out of the parking lot. Dude needed to relax.

“Good morning, Kara.”

“Good morning, Miss Bailey.” She was the teacher I was hired to help.

“Who can say their ABCs?” Miss Bailey asked the class of small children.

Two kids raised their hands and were able to recite the alphabet all the way through.

By lunch time, the kids were getting a little rowdy from playing at recess time.

“So, what did you do before this job?” Miss Bailey asked me.

“Oh, I…” I wasn’t sure how to answer that question. For most, it should have been a simple question.

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