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"You're not killing my child Katie!" He declared, his voice colder than she had ever heard, which had her heart contracting as fear caught it in a vice.

"This is the twenty-first century C.J., not the dark ages. Women have choices!" her anguished voice burned with tears, tears she wouldn't let fall since the last thing she wanted was to manipulate him with them. Not that she believed he'd allow that.

"So do fathers." The threat was clear but her confused mind couldn't work it out.

"What do you mean?" Was that her voice, so small and timid?

He drew himself to his impressive six foot seven height, linebacker shoulders stretching his t-shirt to advantage. The light in the room seemed to have been made just for him as it caressed his hard planned body and revealed its magnificence to her. Need flooded through her, as swift as it had that first time she had seen him, a recognition of his masculinity that urged her to surrender in every way possible.

"Try me Katie, and I will drag you and that pristine family name of yours through the mud."

Horror flooded through her. No, he wouldn't, not the man she had come to know. C.J. wasn't a monster. "You're not that kind of man." She pleaded, both their families would be ruined if he did.

"Well, I didn't think you were the kind of woman who would kill an innocent child but you proved me wrong."

The tears fell, she couldn't help it. A sob escaped even as she tried to hold it back, his eyes didn't change as he stared at her, emotionless. How had they come to this?

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Katie and C.J came from the same background, old money. They should've been the ideal couple but they had a racial devide wider than any canyon between them. Their lust for each other couldn't be denied and they gave in, until she fell pregnant.