Wanted by Her Lost Love

to go away. She was tired, worn thin and in noposition to defend herself from whatever onslaughtRyan was preparing.Her fingers tightened and anger penetrated thehaze. Why the hell was she sitting on a park benchhiding? She wasn’t in the wrong. Ryan couldn’t makeher do anything he wanted; and, furthermore, hewould leave her apartment or she’d get a restrainingorder against him.He had no power over her anymore.She breathed in deeply, steadying her shotnerves. Yeah, he’d caught her off guard. She hadn’tbeen prepared to see him again. But that didn’tmean she was going to let him mow over her.Even as she made that resolution, nervous fearfluttered in her chest and tightened her throat. Thefuture that she’d planned suddenly seemed in perilwith Ryan’s reappearance in her life.If he got it in his head that it was his child shecarried, he wouldn’t go away. The problem was,even if she managed to convince him that it wasn’this child, he’d only assume it was Jarrod’s. That stillmade the Beardsley family a serious impediment to