The Pregnancy Plot (Brothers In Arms: Retribution Book 2) by Carol Ericson

pregnancy.”
    He drummed his thumbs against the steering wheel. “Why didn’t you tell Chris it was Simon’s? It
is
Simon’s, isn’t it?”
    “Of course he’s Simon’s.”
    “You’re having a boy?” Jase turned toward her, but his gaze shifted over her shoulder to stare into the wet night.
    “Yes, and I didn’t want to tell Chris because I didn’t want to complicate his life even more than it is. He’s so hell-bent on finding Simon and so convinced that he’s going to have some wonderful, brotherly reunion, I didn’t want to dump this on him, too.”
    “Are you ever going to tell him?”
    She patted her cell phone in her purse. “I have his info. I’ll tell him later when everything settles down, and if he wants to be an uncle to the baby, that’s fine. He seems like a decent guy.”
    His eyes locked on to hers. “You’re not trying to keep this pregnancy from Simon, are you?”
    “God, no. I wouldn’t do that. But as you can tell from Chris’s fruitless search, Simon is not an easy guy to find. But if he is stalking me, he needs to get help before I tell him anything.”
    As always when she started talking about Simon, Jase’s face closed down and shutters came down over his eyes. He started the truck. “Why do you think Lou went off like that?”
    “Because she’s unbalanced, and the way she self-medicates with booze and drugs only makes her worse. She needs a good treatment facility. Dad offered many times to pay for it, but she refused.”
    He checked the rearview mirror and pulled onto the street. “I think she could be a danger to you and the baby, Nina, and I think you’re fooling yourself if you think her stunt with the boat and her attack tonight weren’t meant to cause you physical harm.”
    “You’re probably right.” She twisted her fingers together and leaned her head against the cool glass of the window. “I came up here to Break Island to get away from the fear and the tension, and it looks like they followed me.”
    “Do you really think Simon is stalking you?”
    She hadn’t meant to harp on her suspicions, especially since Jase was taking this protectiveness thing to a whole new level.
    “I don’t have any reason to believe he is. When we split up, he left—no begging, no threats—it was as if he couldn’t care less. I don’t know why he would be stalking me, but I can’t think of anyone else who would tamper with my car and lie in wait for me in a parking structure.”
    “What?” He slammed on the brakes in the middle of the road and the truck’s back tires fishtailed.
    She grabbed the dashboard. “For being an overly protective type, you should learn to drive more carefully.”
    “Someone tampered with your car? You didn’t mention that before.”
    “I’m not really sure. I had no proof, but my car had been working just fine before that and it sure seemed like there was a car following me.”
    “When did this happen? Right after Simon left or later?”
    “Not right away. It was later, after I discovered I was pregnant. That’s why I suspected Simon. I figured maybe he found out about the baby and got some weird notion in his head to start following me around—maybe to see if the baby was his.”
    “You never saw him?”
    “Oh, I saw flashes of red hair here and there.” She tugged on her earlobe. “Just like today, only today I matched the hair to a real person. In LA, I was never able to do that. I don’t know.”
    “You don’t know what?” He’d continued driving and Moonstones came into view.
    “I thought the hormones were making me paranoid. At least here on Break Island, Lou really
is
after me. It’s not all in my head.”
    “Do you believe the feelings you had in LA were all in your head?”
    She planted her hands on her knees and hunched forward. “The feelings I had were real. Whether or not those feelings were based on anything real is another story. Does that make sense?”
    “Yep.”
    They dashed through the rain, and when