Comes the Night (Entangled Suspense) by Cathy Marlowe

Author:Cathy Marlowe [Marlowe, Cathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, suspense, Entangled, Select
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2014-10-06T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

“Wait,” Lizzie insisted, “I can’t leave yet.”

Alistair turned from the door, raising one eyebrow. “Surely I misheard you. You can’t leave yet?”

“No, you don’t understand. If…” She swallowed hard, struggling to maintain composure. “If I just disappear, Za—Thomas—will worry. And he’ll look for me. You know what he’s like. He won’t just let it go. He needs to focus on our son, not worry about me.”

He stared at her, considering. “You are undoubtedly right. That boy has been stubborn since the day he was born. Very well, what do you suggest? And don’t think you can trick me. After all, I still hold the ace in the hole, do I not?” He chuckled.

She nodded. “I’ll leave him a note.”

…

The woman was crying. She stood alone in the clearing, the moonlight creating an eerie glow as it reflected off the water behind her. The night wind lifted her hair, and curls blew wild and unchecked, like her sorrow. If only he could take her in his arms, he knew he could relieve her pain. He began to run, faster and faster, stopping suddenly when a man stepped from the trees and seemed to float across the lake toward her.

The man reached the woman and turned to look at him with sad, angry eyes. His eyes. Blood burst from the familiar stranger’s chest and the man faded from sight, an agonizing cry on his lips.

His heart racing, he again began to run. There was nothing he could do for the man, but he could save the woman.

At last he stood in front of her, reaching to embrace her. She looked at him with pleading, tear-filled eyes…and then she was gone. His aching arms grasped only darkness as clouds suddenly blocked the moon.

Thomas woke up, heart pounding, a sense of impending loss overwhelming him. He checked the time. Hell, it wasn’t even midnight. He resigned himself to another sleepless night.

By 1:00 a.m., he was practically jumping out of his skin. He wanted to go see his son, but he wasn’t ready to run into Maggie. Not in the middle of the night, alone in the nursery where their every moment was no longer monitored by that ridiculous camera.

And yet, all he really wanted was to run into Maggie. In the middle of the night, their every moment no longer monitored by a camera or probing eyes. Without fear of interruption by his father or Desiree.

Desiree. He felt sick just thinking about the previous night. He’d allowed her to pull him into her room, onto her bed, where every kiss, every touch, every whispered endearment rang false. He’d told her it was too soon and left.

What was wrong with him? The woman was incredibly desirable. Any man would consider himself lucky to enjoy her company. And she was pregnant with his child.

He could not escape the sense that it was all wrong. That he would not have become engaged to this woman. Had he truly been sleeping with her before the accident? She was beautiful.

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