Wanted by Her Lost Love

coat still hanging. Then he hurried toward theentrance, but found no sign of her there either. Dreadtightened his gut.“Did you see a pregnant woman leave? Short,blond, wearing a blue dress?” he demanded of themaître d’.“Yes, sir. She walked out just a few seconds ago.”Ryan swore. “Did you see which way she went?”“No, I’m sorry, but you might ask outside to see ifanyone got her a cab.”Ryan hurried into the night, praying she’d gonehome. But what if she hadn’t? What if she’d finallyhad enough and said to hell with him and everyoneelse?After being told that Kelly was seen walking downthe street, Ryan panicked and took off at a run. Fearlanced through him at the idea of her being outalone, upset, on her feet when she had no businesswalking such a distance.He brushed by countless people and then he sawher just ahead, getting into a cab at the next block.He yelled her name, but the door shut and the cabdrove off—leaving him standing on the sidewalk, hisheart about to explode out of his chest.