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Every ounce of my righteous fury and indignation fled in less than a heartbeat.

Fucking hell!

I couldn’t stand to see Sierra cry. And how in the hell had she gotten…pregnant?

Pregnant?

That reality couldn’t even seem to penetrate my brain.

“I know you told me that you never wanted kids, but I’m pregnant. I’m so sorry.”

If she didn’t stop crying and apologizing, I was going to lose it all over again.

I sat and pulled her sobbing, trembling body into my lap.

Okay. Yeah. Ihadsaid that.

But it had been more of an I-never-planned-on-having-kids-so-I’m-okay-with-it-never-happening than a hatred for the whole idea of having a child.

Truth was, I’d never planned onher, either, but I was fucking grateful that I had her in my life now.

I’d been under the impression that she couldn’t have a child, and I’d been perfectly okay with that.

It had been fine with me because a child had never been on my radar.

What I really wanted washer, and it had been fine with me if that didn’t include a kid in the future.

“Stop,” I demanded as I wrapped my arms around her protectively. “I’m not angry because you’re pregnant. But you have to stop crying.”

She was sobbing like her heart was breaking, and that was one thing I couldn’t handle.

Hell, maybeshewas upset because she was pregnant.

She’d lost a child.

Maybe just the idea of being pregnant was more than she could take.

If that was the case, I couldn’t say that I blamed her.

She sniffed loudly. “You’re not?”

“I’m not,” I assured her huskily. “God, Sierra, how is this even possible?”

“I have scarring,” she said in an exhausted voice as she laid her head on my shoulder. “It probably shouldn’t have happened, but there was still a tiny chance that I could conceive because it healed better than expected. I didn’t know or I would have gotten on some kind of birth control.”

I listened as she babbled her way through her condition and all of the risks involved.

Oh, hell no.

This would be a really high-risk pregnancy for her.

Even though she tried to downplay it, there were a multitude of things that could go wrong and that could be dangerous to her health.

I couldn’t live without this woman anymore.

How could she not understand that?

I honestly still couldn’t seem to process that she was actually pregnant.