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long way to go.”

“You’ll get there.”

“You’re missing a lot at home. Maya’s crushed you weren’t there for her birthday. Annie’s going out of her way to take care of your place. Tessa is flying solo and needs her boss.”

“None of that is true.”

I lean into his touch, drawing in a deep breath for courage. “All of your attention is on me. Things may suffer and feelings get hurt. What if they grow to resent me?”

His body stiffens, eyes heating and jaw locking hard. “Do not let the Bindels invade your head.”

The tension hangs thick in the air, and I deflate into him. “I’m sorry. You don’t need to deal with my unpredictable moods.”

“Baby, don’t be sorry.”

“I don’t deserve you.” I nuzzle my face into his neck, inhaling deep and letting his scent fill me. In less than a second, my mood shifts, and the dark and heavy passes. The cramp in my lower abdomen reminds me of why I’m mercurial. “Evin, something I should tell you. The suppressant they gave me in the hospital and then getting back on my pills. This week is…” Heat creeps up my neck. “I’m hormonal. Which means—”

He pulls back, his lips twitching. “I know what hormonal means, baby. Why are you embarrassed?”

“It’s not exactly something men like to talk about.”

“I grew up with a mom and dramatic sister. Also been a man long enough to pick up on it.”

“But we’ve never actually been around each other when…”

“Tampons, heating pads, ibuprofen, chocolate, bubble baths, pizza, and champagne—you let me know what you want.”

“There go any plans for me to jump you tonight. Can I be any less sexy?”

His face changes and he brushes his lips across mine, cupping the back of my head to hold me to him. “There’s nothing in this world that would make you anything but gorgeous to me.”

“It’s a reminder—”

He cuts me off with a hard mouth kiss, caressing the back of my scalp, before speaking against my lips. “Do not go there.”

A chill runs through my veins at his guttural tone. The fury brews inside of him. I decide to handle this with delicacy. “Okay, sweetie. Lucky for you, the house is stocked with supplies. I’ll let you continue to wait on me, and if Dr. Rexwell approves, I’d love champagne tonight.”

He exhales loudly, the heat of his breath coating my lips. “He’ll approve. You won’t be a fall hazard if I carry you everywhere.”

His phone sounds with the chime I set up for Marco.

When Evin came home from his visit and shared all that transpired between the men, my first instinct was to keep him removed from my life. Something in the way Evin spoke gave me pause. He didn’t hide his antipathy of the man and family that let me go so effortlessly, but he confessed to seeing the torture in Marco.

Little did Marco know, that show of emotion bought him a smidgen of sympathy. Having lived over a decade with a family in tatters, Evin recognized a broken man plagued with regret.

I was unconvinced of Marco’s motives, all of his confessions muddling in my brain. Like always, Evin was a step ahead and had a file for us to review. The endowments went a long way at UNC, and the pledge to Julliard was listed under the Malone name after my grandparents. Eight years of Isaac’s donations were recorded to charities that all meant something to me.

All those calls and the small talk after the incident with Isaac, that was my dad, not Marco, actually listening. I softened, approving updates on my health.

Marco started slow, seemingly appreciative of any morsel of news. Now, we hear his phone chime multiple times a day.

I pluck the phone out of Evin’s shirt pocket and scan the text.

Good luck at the appointment.

The brief message has an attachment. I don’t have to open it to know what it is.

“Another story for the miraculous Dr. Rexwell.” I flash the screen to Evin.

“One good thing about that asshole is he saves me the research.”

Evin may pretend to be annoyed, but he reads every article Marco sends on Dr. Rexwell’s acclaimed successes.

“Speaking of Rexwell, time to go see him.” I peck his lips, dropping the phone in his pocket.

He rises, bending back to hook his arm under my knees. Expertly, he hauls me up, supporting my braced leg gently, and swings for me to grab my crutches.

“I can walk.”

“You could, but the three sets of eyes peeking around the door are creeping me out.” He lowers his mouth to my ear. “I need my wife to protect me.”

“Got my weapons ready,” I whisper, sliding the crutches between us, and wrapping my arms around his neck. “Let’s go, Chris.”

He jostles me playfully, squeezing my waist. The hallway is clear, but six of Ryanne’s co-workers huddle around the reception desk as we pass. Bess flashes an enormous smile, calling her goodbye as the others ogle Evin. My smile turns sickening sweet when I wave to them.

When we get on the road, he hands me back his phone. “Click-through Darby’s message.”

I find videos from the last few days. Devin is the star of each one, clearly loving the camera. The lump in my throat gets tighter when Maya sashays through the room. She picks up Devin and he reaches for the flowers in her hair. Darby spans over, her body reflecting before it ends. She was beaming with one hand resting on her stomach.

My earlier trepidation returns, but for a different reason. I view them again, this time grinning. “You think Darby will kill us if we submit Devin’s picture for one of those baby contests? He needs to be a model. All of those kids should be models.”

“I think Darby would laugh, but Pierce may kill us, considering he’s in denial about Maya.”

Evin turns into the office complex and our conversation stops because Dr. Rexwell is outside with a nurse watching us pull in. We open our doors and Dr. Rexwell instructs Evin to let me maneuver

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