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no less as strong and muscular. His face more angular. His nose had been broken at sometime. His features were rougher, more savage.
    Her lips trembled.
    I m Devon Morgan, Miss Andrew. Blake s brother She felt as though she were going to faint. The brother he had searched so hard for. Anna had found several journals Blake had once kept in some boxes in the attic. She had greedily consumed them, read of his battle to find the brother he had been separated from, to regain a part of the family he had lost as a child.
    Devon Morgan had been that brother s name. She felt her throat tighten in pain. So many dreams Blake had harbored inside his soul. Only to allow death to cheat him of them.
    Blake
    She swallowed again. She didn t know if she could say the words.
    I know. He drew in a hard, deep breath. I found out when I hit town yesterday. I wanted to come by. He lowered his head, his shoulders tightening further. I wanted to see if you needed anything. Maybe talk for a while.
    Anna shook her head and stepped back. Please, come in. She tried to smile, but was afraid her face would crumble from the pain. Blake s home is always open to you Devon.
    He stared into the interior of the house in shock. Seeming to pale, his throat working tightly. Anna turned and glanced back, her chest loosening marginally as the little boy stared back at them from the entrance into the living room.
    Can I have cookies now, Momma? Bright blue eyes, sun dark skin and devil s black hair. Devon Micheal Morgan was the image of the father he had never known.
    She turned back to Devon Morgan. Come in Mr. Morgan and meet your namesake, she said gently. Blake s son.

    Blake s son. His son. Blake didn t know if he could speak. Didn t know if he could function. He moved slowly into the house, his throat tight, his chest filled with fire as he fought everything inside him pleading to tell Anna the truth. Dying inside to halt the charade now and take his life back. His woman. His child. And he hadn t known. But, if he had, would he have finished the mission? And now that it was over, what had it gained him?
    The house had changed little since he had last been in it. New carpeting, but the same soft creamy shade he had originally chose. The walls were freshly painted, a few borders stretching beneath the ceilings. A delicate embroidery pattern of rich green vines. The house smelled of flowers, and woman. And the livingroom was strung with toys.
    He likes playing with all of his toys at once. She smiled as they stepped into the room and she picked the little boy up.
    He was dressed in soft t shirt. Shorts. His little legs wrapped around his mother s waist as he stared back at Blake almost fearfully.
    His names Devon Micheal, she said softly then. I call him Mike. Blake had written in a journal that if he ever had son he wanted to name him after his brother and father. She smoothed her hand over the little boys head. Pain filled her eyes as she finally glanced back up at him.
    Blake couldn t shake the shock. He would kill Ridgeway. He knew the other man was aware of the boy and he hadn t even warned him. His son.
    He s beautiful, he whispered. And he was. He was perfect. Blue eyes and black hair like the Morgan men. But his features were softened by baby fat and his mother s looks.
    He was a tiny, perfect little picture of all the dreams Blake thought had been destroyed.
    Yes, he is, she agreed, a mother s pride echoing through her voice. I was about to give him cookies when the two goons showed up. Would you like something eat? I made Chilli for dinner and there s plenty left.
    He nodded. Damn. He couldn t make himself speak. Couldn t make himself find a way to put in effect the plan had carefully made. All he could do was stare at the child. Then at Anna. His child. His woman.
    Something inside his soul was shattering. She had been alone. Pregnant. She was raising a child he knew she hadn t planned and without a father. How had she done it? How had she overcome all