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anything.”
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    Weeks later – Tebow Ranch
     
    Libby stood in their bedroom. She was lost. Aron had been missing for over a month and there was no word on his whereabouts or even if he were still alive. Picking up a photograph of him, she held it to her chest and bit her bottom lip. All she wanted to do was keen, to wail in mourning like a banshee, but all the crying in the world did no good. There were things to be done; life went on, no matter how grief stricken she was. The nursery had to be prepared. Ready or not, she and Aron were going to be parents. Twin boys were on the way. One of the things she’d hoped to do on their honeymoon was name the babies. “What am I going to do without you?” She kissed his face in the photo. “I was supposed to be the one with the uncertain future, not you.”
    Sitting on the side of the bed, she thought about her boys. Her choice of names was Colt and Case. She had never asked Aron if he had favorites. One of them should have his father’s name, Sebastian. Libby grimaced. Such a big name. Colt Sebastian. Sebastian Colt. Case Sebastian. No, the names just didn’t go well together. Maybe next time. “Next time. Oh, Aron. I want a next time. Please.”
    Jacob and the others insisted she return to Texas. If she’d had her way, she would have camped out on that beach where she’d last seen him. Over and over again, Libby had relived their last few hours. Mountains of guilt burdened her soul. Why had she insisted they go in the water? Why couldn’t she have been satisfied just being with him? No, she’d been dead-set on doing everything on her stupid list. Heck, she’d made other plans...zip-lining, para-sailing. Now, she realized how stupid they had been. She was pregnant, for God’s sake.
    And she was no longer living on borrowed time. After she’d come back from the Cayman’s, Doc Gibbs had checked her over. Her remission was holding. She was healthy. Her world could be perfect, if their daddy was home. Libby hadn’t let her mind even contemplate a life without Aron. She ran her hand over the bedspread. Oh, how she loved him. Her body ached for him and her heart felt like it was breaking in two. “I love you, Aron. I’ll love you forever.”
              
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    Los Banos Ranch
     
    Slowly, he opened his eyes. Something wasn’t right. He looked around the elegantly appointed room. Rich colors of gold and burgundy complimented heavy dark furniture. Running his fingers over the bed linens, he could tell they were sumptuous and fresh. Why did nothing look familiar? Raising a hand, he encountered bandages on his head. Pressing down, he realized there was pain. He was sore. What had happened to him? Where was he?
    Clouds of confusion muddled his brain. A faint recollection of bad dreams crept into his head. Dammit! He had no idea what was going on. All he knew was he hadn’t been sleeping well. Moments of lucidity warred with bouts of night terrors and dark shadows, visions which haunted him, making him want to reach out and grab at some unknown life preserver—anything that would make him feel tethered to this world and not adrift in the unknown.
    “Hello!” he called out. Kicking back the cover, he started to try and stand. Hell, he couldn’t. He was as weak as a newborn calf. With that thought, came images of cattle, a barn, faint shapes of men riding horses.
    “You’re awake.” The door to his bedroom opened and in walked a beautiful woman. She was smiling at him, but she walked slowly as if gauging his reaction to her, almost cautiously. Her shoulder length hair was dark and her eyes were brown. “I’ve been so worried about you.”
    “You have?” She was a sexy woman. As a man, he could not help but appreciate her. He struggled to place her, to place this room—anything—but he couldn’t. “Do I know you?”
    Martina swallowed. “Yes, you do.” Searching his face she asked, “What do you remember?”
    He looked at her blankly. “I’m