Chapter 3
Air combusted through Heaven’s lungs as she sucked in a deep breath. The ache inside her chest consumed her, but not as much as the pain in her stomach. She cradled her belly like a protective shield, expecting to feel the cool knife buried inside it. As she worked her fingers over her belly, she found nothing but scorching skin.
Her cries filled the air. She struggled to breathe when warm arms wrapped around her. Her heaving chest stilled.
“It’s okay, Heaven.”
Dylan’s voice soothed her. His energy zipped around her with every beat of his heart. While guilt pulsed within her soul for scaring him, she sensed that his fear stemmed from something other than her screams.
The cotton sheets slid past her hips when he drew her to his chest. She met his eyes in the moonlight, succum
