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She was a good waitress—she’d put infrom diners to delis to small, mostly ethnic restaurants

She could sell things, too Three Christmases spent behind the jewelry counter at Macy’s were proof of that

Bottoin her new life, and how could she do that with Caleb Wilde on her heels?

She couldn’t

And, da about him, either

Being in this miserable apart room The kitchen The bedroom, where they’d made love …

No Not love

They’d had sex

She understood that now but that night—that night—

“Idiot,” she said in a harsh whisper

Sex Lust That was it, plain and siot her mother in trouble, that had led to her birth twenty-four years ago … but with a huge difference

She would love her baby She already did

All she had to do was get Caleb Wilde out of her life

Sage spread her hand over her belly, felt the gentle rise that marked the new life within it Then she pushed back her chair, durabbed her purse and went out the door

Caleb had e of the test