Dustin's POV
Pulling into my driveway, something didn't seem right. I saw Alyssa through the window, dancing to Lionel Ritchie, swaying as she folded laundry. I couldn't help but smile. In a few weeks we'd know what we were having and I couldn't have been more anxious. I hoped for a boy, not because I thought they were better than girls but because I'd probably kill a man who hurt my baby girl. Being Kiaras big brother brought enough stress, nevermore bringing a daughter into this world. I sat in my truck, looking around to see what it was that seemed so off.
Turning the truck off to silence the engine, I listened. There. There it was. A heartbeat that wasn't Alyssas or our child's. I turned my head in the direction of the unfamiliar cardiac tune but saw nothing. Finally deciding to ste
