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Not for myself.
I would endure.
I would do anything to keep him away from my baby.
But for Judah.
If I failed…
No.
No, damnit.
I couldn’t fail.
I didn’t have to fight forever.
Just until Aurelio and his men arrived.
How long could that be? Ten minutes? Twenty?
I suddenly wished I’d asked as the feet turned into the doorway.
Then stopped.
“The fuck—“ Warren started as my stomach flipped over and over, making me wonder if I was going to be sick as he moved a foot in. Then another.
My slick palms tightened on the lamp, watching the edge of the doorway, just waiting for him to get a little deeper into the room.
One.
Two.
His focus was on the crib.
Likely trying to understand how there was an entire nursery set up already.
Three.
I yanked back my arms, then swung forward with every ounce of strength in me, watching the wooden base crack against his head, but a little lower than I’d intended, landing more behind his ear than across his skull.
Still, the impact hurt, making him curl forward with a savage curse as I tried to rush out from behind my door.
He was faster, though, whipping around, grabbing a handful of my hair, and yanking backward.
The pain seared across my scalp, making me hiss out my breath, trying not to scream, not to give Judah any reason to cry out to me.
“You thought you could run?” he growled, yanking me back into the room, and slamming the door with his free hand.
Before shoving me against it, the pain of the impact screaming across my cheek.
“You thought you could keep my son from me?” he growled, his voice hot in my ear as he yanked my hair back harder, making white sparks of pain dance in front of my eyes as the tears flooded, threatening to spill out.
“He’s not yours,” I ground out. “He’s mine.”
I knew pissing him off was not the smart move.
But he was already enraged.
