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finally found a man worth taking a chance on? Emma had spent so much of her life simply surviving that she’d never had the luxury of considering happiness. Yet, there were moments with Will that teased her with its promise. Of course, she could never consider happiness without Jake. But the reality was that even once they found him, their lives would never be normal. Too many people wanted them.
    Her mind wandered to the possibility of a baby. The signs were all there, though she’d never admit it to Will. This poor baby was already hunted, not even born but burdened with prophecies and expectations. Acknowledging its existence opened a door to questions she wasn’t ready to face.
    Emma drove for a few hours, with Will constantly checking around them for signs of being followed. When he wasn’t checking, he was asking her how she felt.
    “For the fifty thousandth time, Will, I’m fine.”
    “You’ve been driving for a few hours and I don’t think we’re being trailed. I think I should drive.”
    “I’m fine.”
    “But what if you’re pregnant? You should be resting more.”
    She answered him with icy silence.
    “You don’t want to overdo it.”
    “I’m not discussing this,” she said through gritted teeth.
    “The fact that you might be pregnant might be what saves your lifes.”
    “Or gets me killed.”
    “Senator Warren is probably doing everything in his power to make sure you’re not harmed.”
    She turned to face him then looked at the road, anger bubbling in the pit of her gut. “Is that supposed to make me feel better? Besides, we don’t even know if I’m pregnant.”
    “That’s easily figured out. All it takes is peeing on a stick.”
    “If you’re so excited about peeing on a stick, then you do it.”
    “We have to talk about it sometime, Emma. If you’re pregnant, it’s going to become pretty obvious in a few months.”
    “Then I’ll deal with it then.”
     
    ***
     
    They stopped in Albuquerque well past midnight, checking into a motel that had seen better days. Once they entered the room, she stood next to the bed and smiled as he set their bag on the dresser.
    He turned to her with a wary grin. She’d refused to talk to him after their disagreement. “You look like you’re up to trouble.”
    “I don’t think I’ll hear any complaints.”
    Will raised his eyebrows. “Who said I was complaining?”
    Emma closed the distance between them and wrapped a hand around the back of Will’s head, pulling him down. Her lips were soft and eager on his.
    He broke away, his cocky smile spreading across his face. “What brought this on?”
    “Do I need a reason?” She looked up at him seductively, lifting up his shirt to slide her hands lightly over his chest.
    Will sucked in his breath. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her body against his as he leaned down to kiss her, his mouth more demanding than hers. She moaned as weeks of pent-up frustration boiled to the surface.
    “What about your leg?” he asked, breathless.
    She pulled his shirt over his head. Her fingers skimmed his back and slid down to the waistband of his jeans. “What about it?”
    He pulled back and looked into her eyes. “Emma, I don’t want to hurt you.”
    A smile lifted the corners of her mouth. “My leg is fine. You won’t hurt me.” Her hands moved to his front and she unbuttoned his jeans.
    He reached down and grabbed her hands in his own.
    “Will, really, I’m fine.” Emma started to tug his jeans down over his hips; his hands released hers. She looked up. “I want you.” Her voice was low and seductive.
    Will struggled with his conscience, but his need won out. “In that case, you’re definitely overdressed.” He pulled the sundress over her head. The sight of her in bra and panties made his gut tighten and his heart pound. Will’s eyes strayed to the bandage on her leg. He hesitated.
    Emma placed her hand on his cheek, lifting his gaze to her face. “Don’t look at that. I