Becca hated the man who had done this to her. To Kyle. To them. But she refused to let the past intrude on this beautiful moment, this selfless expres...ion of love. She refused to be the victim again. Becca had come to realize that this act of defiance against her Companion was the closest thing to revenge she would ever know.---Becca removed the sheets from Kyle’s body and he lay naked before her, motionless in his sleep. She positioned herself below him, careful to keep him asleep as long as. After Mike opened his wallet and showed his CIA identification, the guard said, “Go on in, sir.”“Thank you,” Mike said.He entered the building and looked around at the men and women seated there. Joe, wearing a Marine uniform, snapped to attention. He didn’t salute since Mike was a civilian.In a loud voice, he announced, “Mike Bowman, I’m glad to see that you survived the attack.”The waitress stared at Joe wondering what was happening. She had appeared at work that morning and had been admitted. No cake crumbs scattered across the floor. No beer cans sitting in puddles of their own spilt contents. No piles of clothes and towels on the sofa. No empty wine bottle under the table. No wine bottle cork under the TV. No plastic plates and pizza crusts under the TV either. Just nothing. No mess what-so-ever! The place was totally cleaned up!Jared just rubbed his eyes in disbelief then looked down at his own body. He was in his own pajamas! Someone had cleaned him up while he slept and changed. "Through it all, your wife was my rock, with one exception. I never told anyone who the father was. The pregnancy was a mistake, and no one ever needs to know. Afterward, your wife insisted that it didn't matter, but she wanted to know who it was. When I wouldn't tell her, she assumed it was you. You were traveling all the time, and I don't even think I saw you that summer, so I don't know when she thinks it would have happened."Regardless, it drove a wedge between us, and she wouldn't even.