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Soft Feainst his shoulder, the feel of her hair against his jaw and throat was as silken as he remembered

How could ht, still matter? He knehat she was, knew she carried her dead lover’s child, knew she was trying to et

And now, he knew that he was a da on the case, that she could still affect him …

She moaned

The sound shot him back to reality

Caleb elbowed the door shut, carried her to a brocade loveseat and lowered her on it

“Sage”

No answer

“Sage,” he said again, his tone sharp as the blade of a knife

“Dah his teeth, and he stalked into the bedroorabbed a hand towel, soaked it in cold water, wrung it out …

He had done all this before

Brought her a wet cloth Soothed her with it Taken care of her, worried over her

Yeah, but he sure as hell wasn’t worrying over her now

He needed her conscious and fully alert

That she looked like hell, that there was a baby in her belly,to him