/Mike’s pov/
"Angel, I'm head over heels in love with you. During a kiss on the cheek and a rubbing of my hand over her flat stomach, I explained that all I wanted was for you and our baby to be as safe as possible. It was difficult to resist the urge to smile as she thought about my baby, who was growing inside her, because that lucky little baby would have a closer relationship with her than anyone else for the next eight months. Nodding and closing her eyes, silent tears streaming down her cheeks and down her cheeks, she was still crying.
I pushed myself to my feet and began to walk away. As I was about to walk through the door, she called out, "Mike?" I turned around in the hopes of catching a glimpse of a smiling face. "I, too, am a huge fan of yours. "If you're convicted of murder
