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alone and to never come back.
    One by one, they left her alone, until only Thomas was left. He stood near the doorway with Keylee just outside on the steps waiting for him. He watched as Eva stood from the couch and went to look out the window.
    “Eva.”
    “Thomas, I can’t. I don’t know what to say. Did you know that I was pregnant?” She didn’t wait for his response as she continued. “But during a break at work today, I was spotting, doubling over in cramps. I went to the hospital, where they confirmed my worst nightmare. I lost the baby. You know, I almost laughed right then and there in the ER with all those nurses looking at me. I was devastated, and oh god, Thomas, it hurt. But you know what? I knew that it would be okay. I knew this, because Jefferson would be here. He would tell me he loved me and everything would be all right. It’s not going to be all right. It hurts, Thomas. It all hurts too much. I loved him with everything I had and then some. Jefferson, he…he saw me. He didn’t see the overweight girl I used to be, he saw me . And now this, with everything else. I can’t, Thomas. I just can’t.”
    Thomas left the doorway and put his arms around her.
    “Eva, no matter what, Keylee and I are here for you. Remember that. We love you. You are ours and will always be ours.” He kissed her head and stepped away.
    “Thomas, promise you will leave me alone unless it is absolutely necessary.”
    “Yeah, sweetheart, I will, but I can’t make that promise for Keylee.” He didn’t want to make that promise to her, but because of the weakness in her voice, Thomas knew he had to give her that much. If that was all he could give her, than a promise it would be.
    “I understand.”
    That was the last time he’d spoken to her until this moment.

 
     
    Chapter 7
     
     
    “I don’t know why you think I have to ride with you. My parents were right there. I hope you know it was rude as all get out to just manhandle me in front of them. My parents, no less.” Thomas heard the screech in her voice, hoping she was done, but nope, she just kept right on going. Please, make her stop . “Seriously, this whole ‘I am man’ shit of yours has to stop. What gives you the right to just drag me away like that?”
    Thomas had held her hand in his as they made the trek back to his parked truck. He needed to get her home and have the clock ready for when Anthony and the boys in blue arrived at her house. As they walked, Wen would not stop talking. Thomas’s head was hurting listening to her go on and on. He thought about telling her to shut up, but he liked the way her mouth moved. Her lips got all puckered up when she glaring at him with a death ray stare.
    There was worse he could imagine dealing with. However, if he did choose to argue with her, it would be about the fact that he did not manhandle her. Drag, yes; manhandle, not so much.
    “Wen, I told your parents, that I was taking you home and out for dinner. I also informed them that I planned on staying around until this matter was taken care of. I do not drag people nor manhandle unless it is absolutely necessary. Honestly, do you think your father would put up with you being manhandled?”
    “No.” Her voice was hushed.
    “Yeah, sweetheart, I didn’t think so.”
    “Still, jerk wad, it didn’t give you the right to just grab me and pull me away.”
    “Wen, the cops are going to be on their way to your house. Your parents were fine and were more worried about you, as you announced to half the population on the sidewalk that you thought you were being followed and asked Anthony if that was possibly related to the damn clock in your house.” Thomas could feel his anger rising. Any one of those damn bystanders could have been responsible for the break in, or worse, could be the asshole following her.
    “So again, tell me why I am having this argument with you, because truly it is senseless.”
    That said, Thomas was glad that they finally made it