“We both know that’s the last thing you want to do, Paxton,” she muttered.
“You are carrying the Ridgway heir,” he said, pointing at her womb. “His or her well-being is my concern as much as it is yours.”
Rhiannon automatically wrapped her arms around her belly in a protective gesture.
“No, Paxton, it’s not. We're acting like civilized people, we're talking nicely to each other, but we both know the truth. You’d rather chew your arm off than be here.”
“Since we’re being honest… I’m still mad at you and my brother. But I wouldn’t blame a child for his parents’ sins.”
She stilled as Paxton’s words stung.
“I’m not willing to test that out,” she replied and took a deep breath.
Paxton flattened his hands against the wall as a dark, unpredictable energy swirled around him.
“You think I c
