Page 100 of The Ranger
Cole smirks.“Obviously, but you know the egos on those guys.They always want in on the party.”
His joke helps to calm me.I run my hand over the baby and let out a sigh.
“It’s coming,”
Cole sits on the chair and pulls it closer.“Yeah,”
We look at one another and share a ton of unspoken words that only two people about to become parents could understand.
“Fuck, Scar.”Cole’s face suddenly contorts, and I think he’s going to cry.“I’m so fucking sorry.”
Oh god.
The monitor loses its mind once more as my pulse spikes.Cole curses again, rubbing his hand over his short hair.
This is probably not the time to notice, but in his black tactical gear he looks so damn fine.Like my own personal warrior.
He is.
No, he just thinks he is.
For now, he is, and I’m going to soak it up.I need him more than I’ve ever needed anyone.
Being pregnant brings up so many romantic notions, but the reality is you are growing a human inside you.You’re more vulnerable than at any other time in your life.
I guess.
Unless you are dying...or really old.
My point is, I was this independent, healthy young woman with a big mouth, and suddenly I was top heavy and going to become a mother.
I’ve been worried about giving birth, my finances, if I might die, if I might be alone for eighteen years, if I’ll raise a psychopath...but never that I’d be kidnapped.
Jesus.
While worrying if Cole wants me, I’d never stopped to think if there was a risk to our lives.I was consumed with thinking he just wanted to be a good dad, and all the sexy stuff that happened between us was his way of trying to create a fake relationship between us.
He's already the perfect dad.God knows that has been obvious to everyone.I’m sure if he thought I’d say yes, he would have asked me to marry him.
But for the wrong reasons.
Hell, I might have said yes...for the wrong reasons.
Seeing him start to fall apart is vulnerable, and that’s not something I’ve seen from him before.My heart swells.
“It’s okay.You saved me.”I reach for him.
“I didn’t protect you.I promise that won’t happen again,” Cole says firmly as he pushes back the emotions.
Too late, I saw them.
“Why did they take me?”I ask, wondering for the millionth time.“If you can tell me.”
Being around the BHS guys for a while now, I realize they deal with a lot of confidential stuff.They talk in code around us, and sometimes I can work out a little bit.Enough to know it’s better to just keep out of it.
What they do is important.They are all highly trained military experts.It’s hot for sure, but it also puts them, and sometimes those around them, at risk.
I never thought I’d be one of them.
