Wanted by Her Lost Love

her mouth away. Her pulse raced and they stared ateach other in silence. She was afraid to believe inhim. So afraid she was nearly paralyzed with it.“Do you believe me? I have to know, Ryan. Wecan’t go forward unless you believe me.”His hand drifted down to the bulge of her belly andhe slid his palm over the curve, splaying his fingersout until he covered a wide area.“I believe you.”She bit her lip to keep from asking him if he’dbelieve her about everything else. She knew hedidn’t, he hadn’t. And maybe it was too late. Wasn’tit?“Kelly?” His soft entreaty broke through hermusings. He stroked her cheek with the tip of onefinger. “I believe you. Okay? Jarrod said he wore acondom and the timing was right for us. I won’tbelieve you slept with anyone else. It was just thatone time with Jarrod, wasn’t it?”The soft plea froze her to the bone. Hurt crashedthrough her heart—a heart she thought was alreadyirreparably shattered. She was wrong. She hadn’tthought there was anything Ryan could do to hurt herfurther. She’d been wrong about that too.