Read To Have and to Hold for Free Online Page B

made me sick. I leaned forward and put my head in my hand. She had to know that was a crazy plan. I would insist on a paternity test. Use every resource I had against her. She'd have to be insane to sleep with marks and not use birth control. Unless she'd known who I was. Then she might have tried to get pregnant. But that didn't seem like her MO.
    If she'd wanted to catch me with a baby, why hadn't she stuck around? Why hadn't she married me under her real name? No, she had to have seen the news and realized her mistake in letting a big fish get away.
    I kept thinking, I kept hoping, she'd just wanted to get into my room that night and steal what she could. She'd lifted ten thousand dollars from me. Money I'd won in the casino. I had a very good memory. I could count cards and read faces. Spot a tell a mile away. If the casinos knew, they would ban me. So I always played it carefully, losing a few times on purpose, and not getting greedy. Gambling was fun sport for me. I didn't want to lose the ability to play now and again.
    Stealing from me? Whatever. Ten grand was chump change to me now. It was more the humiliation, being played for a fool, that sent me into a dangerous slow burn. I'd been bullied too much of my life to put up with any shit now. This bitch wasn't going to get away with pushing me around and trying to take my money. She wasn't smart enough to fool me again.
    I wished I could remember something more. If the money hadn't been missing, I wouldn't have even been certain she'd been in my room.
    There was another thing I was pretty sure of—she'd drugged my drink. I had all the classic symptoms, including memory loss.
    How many other people had she tricked and stolen from? I had to find this woman. She had to have an online presence. I wasn't giving up until I found her. And then…I would put a stop to her.
    I took a deep breath and stood. My home office had a secure server. Whatever I did there would be private. No one would know what I was up to. I would recognize the woman if I saw her again.
    I took a deep breath and tried to think. I remembered flashes going off in the bar. People snapping pictures. There was a chance I'd accidentally photo-bombed someone's picture. And another smaller chance they'd caught both me and the woman in the same shot. With a clear enough view of her face to identify her. And posted the picture online somewhere. Okay, very long odds. But I was desperate.
    My pulse raced as I thought through the implications. I calmed down as I realized that a picture of a girl and me sitting next to each other in a bar didn't prove I'd married her. She couldn't use that to convict me.
    I would use my picture and facial-recognition software and see what I could find. If I could get a clear enough picture of her, I could use the same facial-recognition software to find her. I was going to find her. If I had to scour the entire Internet.
    And when I did…
    I turned my attention to Kay's phone.

Chapter Four
    K ayla
    I woke up at three a.m., cold from the blasting air conditioning, startled to see Jus in bed next to me. For an instant, before I spotted the beard, I thought he was Eric. It was almost instinctive to curl up to him for warmth. And yet part of me knew I was mad at Eric and he shouldn't be next to me in bed. I stopped myself just in time, temporarily confused. It was like that feeling you have sometimes when you're on vacation and you wake up in a strange room. And it takes you a sec to remember where you are. Now add in strange room and strange guy.
    It took me a second to wake up enough to remember I was married. To Jus. I was startled as I realized I wasn't as disappointed that he wasn't Eric as I should have been. I'd spent the last six years thinking Eric was the love of my life. It was odd, but being with Justin was almost comforting.
    His face was relaxed in sleep. He slept with his arm over his head. And his phone on the mattress between us? I did a double take. That was carrying