This time the hug came from her sister. “You deserve to be happy, Skye. You’ll find someone else. Edge isn’t the only man in the world.”

Skye smiled sadly. “Maybe someday.” She looked up to see Lila walking into the kitchen, her thick, dark hair a curtain of silky black around her shoulders. The long-sleeved, pale blue T-shirt she wore with a pair of stretch jeans curved over her full breasts and outlined her rounded belly.

Skye walked over and pressed her palm on the swell of Lila’s child, feeling the baby inside. “She’s growing.” Lila now knew the baby was a little girl. Everyone was already in love with the unborn child. “How are you feeling?”

“Much better. No morning sickness, and the baby feels stable, like she’s making herself at home.”

“What’s the doctor say about your due date?”

“I’m further along than I thought. Almost four months, he says.”

“You look beautiful. Pregnancy agrees with you.”

Lila smiled and started to reply when the sound of the front door opening had them turning in that direction. All three of them filed back into the living room, where a black-haired man stood in the middle of the room.

He was six feet tall, in his early thirties, smooth shaven, black eyed, and incredibly handsome.

“Lila. Mi amor.”

Raul Ramirez. The tortured look on Lila’s face left no doubt.

The handsome Latino took two long strides and dropped to his knees in front her. “Mi querida.” He reached up and caught Lila’s hand, pressed his lips against the back. “I never thought to see you again.”

Lila jerked her hand away. “How did you find me, Raul? What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be dead. I never want to see you again. Get out and leave me alone!”

Raul rose, his features stricken. “Do not say that. I love you. I came as soon as I could. Please listen to what I have to say.”

“I told you to get out!” Her eyes welled, but her spine remained ramrod straight. “I don’t know you. I never did. Get away from me.”

“What are you talking about? I am your husband, the man you married.”

“The man I married would never have gone away and left me with a monster like Daniel Henson.”

Raul’s black eyes glistened with unshed tears. “That is not what happened. I would die before I would do that to you. I almost did.” His gaze ran over her rounded belly. “Mi querida . . . you carry my child?”

Lila stiffened. “You abandoned your child when you left me in that terrible place. The child I carry is mine alone.”