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“No, I’m fine. I just heard you moving around the room.”

“Sorry, I needed to change, I’ll lea?—”

“Don’t…” She shakes her head and extends her hand. “I— Can you hold me? Every time I close my eyes, I feel like something bad is going to happen, and…”

She visibly shudders at the thought.

“I’m here.”

Sliding my hand from hers, I go to close the door and navigate through the darkness back to the bed. The mattress dips under my weight as I slide under the covers.

“What if something goes wrong?” Savannah asks softly.

“It won’t.” I extend my hand blindly, my fingers settling on her midriff. “We’ll figure it out together.”

Savannah moves closer, her body nestling against mine as if it were made for me.

As ifshewere made for me.

I slide my palm over her hard stomach, my fingers sprawling protectively over the bump. I brush my nose against her neck and inhale her sweet, flowery scent.

“I’ve gotcha, Blondie.” I brush my lips against her nape, her body shivering in my arms. “Go to sleep. I won’t let anything bad happen to you or our baby.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

SAVANNAH

The first thing I notice when I wake up is the warmth. It’s like I’m cocooned in the softest blanket next to a fireplace. I try to push away the covers, only for them to tighten harder around me.

No, not covers.

A person.

My eyes fly open as the events of last night play in my mind.

Shopping with Blake and Levi.

Coming home.

Daniel storming over, anger blazing in those gray irises that are so much like his father’s.

You’re not our mother!

The blackness.

ER.

Can you hold me?

The bright early morning sun entering through the curtains makes me wince softly. My eyes fall shut.

Blake’s bed.

I’m in Blake’s bed.

This time, I blink my eyes open slowly, letting them adjust before I take in the simple bedroom. Plain white walls. No photos or memorabilia of any kind. Simple and efficient.

I shift slowly, but there is no space to move because Blake’s body is plastered to mine; his chest is pressed into my back, arm wrapped around me, hand resting over my middle, as if he’s trying to protect me and our baby.

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