brother.”
The hard metal of the gun’s barrel pressed against my temple. Thoughts raced through my head too quickly to form coherent meaning. I was going to die. Jack was going to kill me and I had no idea what I’d done to provoke it.
The baby, I thought. He or she will die with me.
“Wait!” I screamed. “I’m pregnant.” My voice quavered. “I’m going to have baby.”
Nate’s mouth fell open as if he didn’t know how to form the words to express his feelings.
Jackson started to laugh. It was a deep, rich sound like he’d just heard something hilarious. He put down the gun.
“Well, I guess that means you’re coming with us.”
PART THREE
1
The SUV swerved in traffic, darting between cars. I held onto the armrest and watched as we passed motorists. The men who’d abducted us didn’t seem concerned about being pulled over by the police. Of course, they’d managed to get the assault charges dropped against Nathan. There was no reason to believe they’d be intimidated by the highway patrol.
I looked over at Nate. A man sat between us, holding a gun in his lap. He kept it pointed directly at Nathan. Apparently, I wasn’t a big enough threat to warrant this level of attention. A part of me was relieved, another offended; a third part of me wondered if this could be used to our advantage.
I haven’t been in a fight since kindergarten and these guys were strong, muscular soldiers. I wouldn’t stand a chance in a fair fight, but who said I had to fight fair?
I had no idea what their motivation was, or what they planned on doing with me. I could be in a fight for my life. All’s fair in love and war.
If I saw an opportunity to kick one of them in the balls and flee, I was going to take it. I tried to catch Nathan’s eye, but he was looking out the window. I frowned. This was not how I wanted him to find out I was pregnant. What was going through his head? It was impossible to know. He didn’t seem concerned about our kidnapping, or the fact that Jackson was driving like a madman. Maybe he was in shock? Or maybe his time in the war had desensitized him to shocking events. It was possible that he felt as calm as he looked.
I envied him. I felt like snakes were twisting around in my stomach. I wanted to throw up, or run, or both.
The man sitting beside me had a gun in an ankle holster. Could I take it from him before he could react? And then what? I’ve never shot a gun before. I’m not going to pretend like I’m brave enough to shoot a guy point blank.
I hoped Nate had a plan. He was strong and smart; he worked with these men so he knew what they were capable of. If there was a way out of this, he would find it.
Mia’s voice echoed through my mind. She’d said Nate would never want me because I wasn’t a survivor. She claimed I spent my life waiting for a hero to save me. I hated to think she was right.
I needed my own plan.
There was bad traffic up ahead. Could I jump out and escape? We were on the outskirts of the city. There was nowhere to run. If I tried to run, they might see me as a threat and handcuff me or put a gun on me. I didn’t want to blow the one advantage I had. I decided it was best to wait for a better opportunity.
“Daddy Nate,” Jackson said with a singsong voice. “Mia’s going to have your balls- if she doesn’t have them already.”
Jackson and his two partners laughed. Nate continued to stare out the window.
“What about your baby?” I said to Jackson.
Everyone turned to look at me as if they’d forgotten I existed, or were surprised to learn I could speak.
“Or should I say, Nate’s baby?” I added. “At least, Mia says it’s Nate’s. She doesn’t seem too keen on making you the father of her child.”
Jackson glared at me in the mirror.
I smiled sweetly. “Is that why you told her Nate and I were sleeping together? Did you think you’d win her back?” I laughed condescendingly. “Now, she hates you more than