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One more kiss to my neck and he held me tight against his body.

I shut my eyes for one second.

I felt so safe and comfortable I didn’t open them again until morning.

The next morningAtlas was nowhere to be found.

I hurried out of bed, wondering if he ditched me in the middle of the night.

Which just proved I didn’t really know what his intentions were when it came to me and the baby.

Which wasn’t a good thing.

I hurried downstairs, needing to pee, needing to find Atlas even more.

What I found was Atlas in the kitchen wearing nothing but gym shorts with theSola Empirelogo on the right leg.

I only noticed the logo because the outline of his cock was so big and defined, it cut between the wordsSolaandEmpire.

He stood with his cellphone to his ear.

He pointed to the coffeemaker.

Then to the stove.

Once again, he woke up and made me breakfast.

I swallowed hard, feeling spoiled. I wasn’t sure if I liked being spoiled.

When Atlas got off the phone, he came right to me.

He cupped my stomach and put his forehead down to mine.

Then he ran his hands up my body until he touched my face.

“Want to hear something, love?”

“Sure.”

“I found him.”

“Found who?”

“Your grandmother’s secret lover.”

“You did what? How?”

“I made a call or two,” Atlas said. “Don’t worry about it.”

I stepped back. “Why? Why are you doing this, Atlas?”

“I really don’t have an answer, Hazel. I just feel like I need to do this for you. How about some breakfast?”

I opened my mouth to say something else but I noticed the stitches above his eye looked a little weird.

I reached up and brushed my finger over them and cringed.

“Atlas, there’s something wrong with your stitches.”

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