He’d seen what he wanted, and he slowly released her.

The fabric slid back down over her legs. She tried to push past him, but that big solid body was in the way.

His eyes bored through her. “You haven’t told me the truth about anything.”

He knew her pregnancy was phony, but did he know who she was? She tried to swallow her panic. “I—I told you I wasn’t endangering you or the girls. That’s all that counts.”

“Not in my book.”

“We can talk about this in the morning.”

“You’re not going anywhere.” He caught her shoulder and pushed her into the chair.

In all her life, no one had ever manhandled her, and she was so astonished she sputtered. “That was uncalled for!”

He splayed one hand on each arm of the chair, caging her. A cold finger ran down her spine as she gazed up into those hard eyes. This man had rough edges that she couldn’t even begin to comprehend.

“Play time’s over, princess. Let’s start with your real name.”

Her name? He didn’t know who she was! She gulped for air. “Don’t call me that,” she managed. “And Kelly is my real name. My maiden name.” She’d been thinking on her feet all her life, and she struggled to put a story together. “There’s no reason for you to know my married name.”

“You’re married?”

“I’m . . . divorced, but my ex-husband won’t accept it. His family is very powerful, quite wealthy. I—I need some time to . . . to—” What? Her mind went blank. She regarded him haughtily. “My personal life is none of your business.”

“You made it my business.”

He straightened so she was no longer caged, but he didn’t move away. She struggled to sound reasonable. “It’s complicated. I needed to disappear for a while, that’s all. There might be some . . . detectives chasing me, so I decided to disguise myself as a pregnant woman to throw them off.” She couldn’t let him push her around any longer, and she glared at him. “Stop looming over me. I don’t like it.”

“Good.” He didn’t move, and as she gazed at that tough, grim mouth she realized how fond she’d grown of his smile. He didn’t use it a lot, but when he did, it melted her bones.

She knew scores of military men, so she understood the value of a retaliatory strike. “You’re going to be nasty about this, aren’t you? Even though it has nothing to do with you. You physically attacked me!”

“I didn’t attack you.” He scowled, but he backed off half a step.

“Why didn’t you just ask me if I was really pregnant? And how did you know, by the way?”