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while she eased her hand across the mattress to the edge of the bed. Her movements were hidden by the heavy comforter she used to keep warm in the chilled room. She clutched the side of the bed and slowly inched over.
    “There is only a wall there, luv, where exactly are you going?” Colin’s brogue filled the space.
    Robbie twisted to the side, searching the area. “Where the hell are you?” Agitation filled her tone. “Colin, if you don’t show yourself…”
    “Why do you automatically resort to threats?” He chuckled as he eased from the shadowed corner. “Do you truly believe you can take me in a fight?”
    Robbie pushed the covers back and sat up pulling her legs underneath her. She glanced at the bedside clock noting the early morning. “Yes, actually I do. Why are you here at three a.m.?”
    “I wanted…no, needed to see you. I’m moving our plans up. I’ve talked to friends, the ones who will help us. We leave in five days.” Colin sat on the edge of the bed. “You won’t need anything. I’ve made arrangements for everything.” He dropped back and the blankets billowed out around him.
    She peered down at him. Deep lines etched his face and his hair was almost completely white with exception to a few ebony locks at his temple. Black scruff covered his cheeks where he’d failed to shave. He closed his eyes and sighed.
    “Talk to me, Colin, what’s going on? Why the change? I can’t finish any of my protocols in so short a time.”
    His lids snapped open. “Fuck the experiments. You’re only giving Malachai more information to work with.” He turned to his side and stared at her. “Keeping you and the baby safe is my priority. You think I don’t know what happened? I know you were attacked and Goddess help the man if I ever find out who it was. I will not stand by while you live here in danger. We leave Monday.”
    “But…”
    Colin leaned forward and pulled his legs beneath him. He crawled across the bed and set his hands on each of her hips, caging her in. “No buts, baby. We will leave this place together with my boys, end of story.”
    Robbie leaned back to get some space, his liquor-infused breath washed over her and nausea roiled in her belly. She pressed her lips together, slapping her palm across her mouth. Shoving at his shoulder, she scrambled to get off the bed. He moved to the side, grabbing her elbow to propel her off the mattress. No sooner had her feet hit the carpet, she was sprinting for the miniscule bathroom off her bedroom. She fumbled to get the seat up moments before she emptied the contents of her stomach into the bowl.
    Cool fingers brushed her temple and she jerked. The smell of vomit made her belly muscles tighten and she wretched again. Overhead florescent lighting flashed on, momentarily blinding her. She pushed off the toilet and leaned against the cool wall, her mouth half open as she tried not to taste the bile coating her tongue. Colin dropped the seat down and flushed. He sat on the cover and scooped her up into his lap.
    “Don’t talk,” she squeaked.
    He pushed her hair back and arched a brow before nodding. Gently he rocked her, rubbing his chin against her strands. The motion was only making her sickness worsen. She patted his arm and scurried off his lap. She clutched the edge of the sink and hefted herself up over the basin. After twisting the cold-water knob, she collected palmfuls of cool water and splashed her face before washing her mouth out.
    The handle squeaked as she twisted the knob. “You’ve been drinking,” Robbie said without raising her head.
    “Aged cognac. I take it the odor doesn’t sit well with you?” He slid his hand up her spine.
    “Don’t get close; that was an experience I don’t want to repeat.” She moved away from his touch.
    “Then hold your breath.” He wrapped his arms around her and picked her up, maneuvering them through the narrow doorway and across the room to her bed.
    Softly he laid her on the