His hand shot out then, moving straight to her abdomen. “That’s it,” she encouraged, pulling his head onto her lap and cradling him there. “Come on back to me, baby.” Another pained noise tore from his throat and he buried his face in her abdomen, shaking violently. “It’s okay,” she whispered, leaning over his broad shoulders to hold him close. “You can’t scare me away.” Her blond hair pillowed around them as she whispered, “You’re mine, remember?”
