Bianca came awake first and she lay in the grey dawn, thinking.

It had to be Snake, she reasoned.

The man had been lying low for a while now. He must have taken it upon himself to use poor Heather as bait, to make Bianca grow overwrought with grief.

Bianca’s plump lips firmed. He had obviously no clue about just how formidable she, Bianca could be, when she was in her element, she thought grimly.

St Just rolled over and placed a hand on her belly, making slow circles as he stroked her.

Meeting his tawny eyes, Bianca went warm with love. She was carrying his baby, no doubt about...