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was going on, not to wait inside patiently.
    “Ok. I won’t leave you.”
    She loved him even more. He was coming to her rescue, again.
    “Sky, I’m coming up around the side of your house. How many can you see?”
    She could not look; just the thought that someone stood outside of her house gave her the chills.
    “Skylar?” he all but shouted into the phone. “Baby?” She could tell by his voice that he was worried.
    “I can’t, Nate.”
    “That’s fine, baby.”
    She could hear Nate breathe over the phone, so she focused on that. After several minutes had passed, she started to get worried when he had not said anything to her.
    “Nate?”
    Her backdoor started to open, slowly. It dragged against the wood floors. Jesus Christ. They were in the house, now. She dropped the phone and moved further into the corner. She wrapped her arms around her belly, protecting her unborn child. She heard footsteps in the kitchen, and then they started moving closer to where she was. She curled up on the floor, and prayed that no one was going to hurt her baby. They could get to her, but not her baby. The door slowly opened, and she slammed her eyes shut, not wanting to see who or what was coming for her.
    Her heartbeat was beating so fast that she thought she was going to have a heart attack. The door to the cupboard was pulled open, then a hand touched her on her shoulder, and that was when she lost it. She was not going to go through what she had before, never, never again. Throwing her arm out, she connected with someone’s face. Screaming out, she started to move away from whoever it was, and towards the door.
    “Damn it.”
    “Nate,” she whispered. God, she had hit Nate.
    “Yeah, it’s me,” he groaned.
    Standing up, she moved closer to him. “Sorry, I didn’t know it was you.”
    “I know. I should have told you that I was going to come inside.” Shaking his head, he walked out into the kitchen. He opened the freezer, grabbing out some ice before wrapping it in a towel and then held it against his face.
    “Did you see anyone outside?” she asked from the doorway.
    “No. Whoever it was, left. But someone was there. Do you have any idea of who it could have been?”
    “No. Maybe it was some kids playing a prank.” That was the only thing she could come up with. Shaking her head, she moved towards him. “Let me have a look,” she asked.
    He sat down on the table, and she moved to stand between his legs, and removed the towel. Leaning forward, she got a closer look at what she had done. There was a small cut were her bracelet had cut him, just below his eye and his cheek was bright red. God she felt bad. Reaching in and pulling out a piece of ice, she slowly and gently placed it over the cut, making him hiss in a breath.
    “Sorry,” she mumbled.
    Nate reached up and held her hand where it was, closed his eyes and leaned into her hand.  Looking down at him, she gasped. Nate had come to her rescue wearing a pair of boxers, and nothing else. Glancing down his body, she had forgotten how well built he was. She could not take her eyes off of him. His chest was perfection; the lightest amount of hair covered it. Moving further down, his six-pack was to die for; she was so tempted to lean over and run her tongue over every single muscle that covered him. She could spend hours doing exactly that. She trailed her eyes lower and they landed straight on his crotch. She stifled a moan at the thought of what was under there. She couldn’t help it. Her hormones were off the charts from the pregnancy. All it took was one look at Nate and she was a goner.
    Nate cleared his throat, and her eyes shot to his face. He grinned at her. Bastard! He knew full well what he did to her, and he was enjoying every second of it.
    Slapping him on the chest, she walked over towards the fridge and opened it to offer him a drink. She reached for a bottle of water, but before she closed the door, she dropped it and clutched her belly,