Page 53 of Allegiance

A bump.

His heart hitched.

Did she have a baby bump?

He’d been around the women married to his brothers, and he knew a baby bump when he saw it. In fact, it was pretty close to the size of Stella’s.

That meant she was…

Three months.

Oh, holy fuck.

He did the math in his head, and it only added up to one thing.

She was likely pregnant with his child.

Then, he saw what was being delivered and that only made his breath quicken and his heart race.

“Looks like it’s a crib. Gee. I wonder why?” Ethan asked, still watching the man.

The delivery guy carried it into the building, and the other guy came out of the back of the truck. There were more boxes.

A highchair.

A pack and play.

A rocker.

Oh, Jesus H. Christ.

Eve was pregnant.

In the dream, she’d given him a clue. How…he didn’t know, but somehow, he saw it now.

She’d said ‘family’.

She’d alluded to a baby.

And now, he got it.

The woman he loved, and sent away, was pregnant and carrying his child.

Immediately, the color drained out of his face, and Ethan was getting a ringside show.

He clued the man in.

“In case you’re curious, Dakota, she’s three months pregnant,” he said.

Immediately, Dakota began sweating. He knew what had happened.

The week they’d been trying to take down El Gato, they’d had sex two times, and he’d been buried in her body.

WITHOUT PROTECTION.

Oh, shit.

Shit.