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known each other.
    “I knew your name was Jennifer. Did you know who I was?”
    “Yes. Everyone knows who you are.”
    “Don’t deny me, Jennifer. We made a baby together. We can handle the future together.” He pressed a hand to her stomach. His other hand went over her head to rest on the door behind her. Jennifer gasped at the contact. His hand covered her stomach. She stared down at where he touched her. The electricity coursed through her body from his touch. This was how it had been that night. From the merest of touches she’d felt connected to him in the most primal of ways. “We’ve got this, Jennifer,” he said.
    “What? Sex? That is not a very good basis for a relationship,” she said.
    “It is more than some couples have for a marriage. We’ve got chemistry. You can’t deny it. You’re dripping wet and begging for my touch.”
    He leaned in close. She stared into his eyes, and her gaze dropped down to his lips.
    “I’m not marrying you,” she said.
    “Why not?”
    “Because I’m not marrying a man who can’t keep it in his pants for longer than ten seconds or when the next hot woman walks by.” She pushed him away and sat on her bed.
    “You’re judging me,” he said.
    “No. All my life I’ve been told what to do. I’m not being told who to marry. That is something I refuse to do,” she said. She felt the tears fill her eyes. Brushing them away with the back of her hand, she stared up at Patrick.
    He got down on one knee in front of her, taking her hand in his.
    “Marry me, Jennifer.”
    “You don’t know me.”
    “We can do that later on. We can get to know each other in time.”
    She shook her head. “No. I don’t want to do that. What we had was fun, but that’s all it is ever going to be. Fun. I don’t want anything else from you.” Jennifer pulled her hand free from his.
    “You were different,” he said.
    Jennifer looked at him. She felt like a complete bitch turning him away. He’d been different as well. She’d known about his reputation, and he’d talked like there was no tomorrow.
    “Sorry. I’ll never keep your child from you,” she said.
    “You better not.”
    ****
    Patrick couldn’t believe it. The one woman he was prepared to marry and she was running away from him as if he was a disease. He stared down at Jennifer and saw she was scared. Bloody hell, he was scared, too. They’d made a baby together. He or she was currently growing inside her, and Patrick didn’t want to miss a moment of it.
    “This isn’t over, Jennifer. I’ll be back, and I’ll show you I can be a man you want.”
    He closed her door behind her. Linda, her friend, stood guarding the front door. “What?” he asked.
    “She’s scared. Her family make her nervous. Don’t move on because she’s pushing you away.”
    “This is none of your business. Stay out of it,” he said.
    “You’ve got a reputation of using women, Patrick. She knows that, and still she slept with you.”
    “There was not a lot of sleeping involved.” He was being an ass, but he was hurt. For the first time he was prepared to do the right thing, and Jennifer pushed him away.
    “Stop being a jerk. Look at this from her perspective. How would you feel if she was a greedy gold-digger using you for your money? She’s nervous. Give her time, and she’ll come around.”
    He stared at her friend. Linda clearly loved her. He understood. In the short time they’d spent together he’d seen how special Jennifer was.
    “I’m not going anywhere. Tell Jennifer that.” Patrick brushed past her friend and made his way out of her apartment. The fresh air did nothing to calm his sexual hunger. The moment he got close to her, he’d felt desire spring inside him. He wanted her, and that hadn’t gone away.
    Her family would be persistent. He knew that.
    Patrick was going to be a father. He still couldn’t believe it, no matter how many times he said it to himself.
    He was dazed by the news. On the drive back to