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    Baron bent close, voice low at her ear, carrying the hint of a grievance. “I thought when you asked me that night if I wanted to sleep with you, it was because you recognized me.”


    Natalie’s cheeks burned hotter than fire. Did this man forget there were still children in the


    house?


    She pinched the soft flesh at his waist with a sharp twist.


    Baron finally let her go, though his face was full of wounded reluctance. “You forgot me, slept with me, and now you’re abusing me? Am I your poor little wife now?”


    Natalie’s eyes went wide. She pped a hand over his mouth, then nced behind her–only to see the children had been whisked out by Shauna.


    Her breath left her in relief. Thank goodness. At least she hadn’t embarrassed herself in front of them.


    But Baron caught her hand again, eyes shining with mischief, his voice dripping with pitifulint. “Natalie, don’t tell me you’re going to pull your pants back up and pretend not to know me. If you dare forget me this time, I swear I’ll–mmph-”


    She silenced him with her palm once more, gritting her teeth. “Will you shut up already?”


    Something about him feltpletely different–like the ruthless man had been swapped for a shameless rogue.


    Outside the door, Shauna and the children were eavesdropping, eyes


    wide.


    Susie tugged on Shauna’s sleeve, whispering with innocent curiosity, “Shauna, what does pulling your pants back up and pretending not to know someone mean?”


    Shauna nearly tripped over her own feet.


    Inside, Baron and Natalie heard every word loud and clear.


    “Shauna!”


    Baron’s growl rolled like thunder. Shauna bolted, one child under each arm, vanishing down the hall.


    Natalie wanted to bury herself six feet deep.


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    “Baron!” she snapped, diving under the quilt, hiding her flushed face. “Just let me die here!”


    Baron’sugh rumbled low. “Your stitches just came out. Don’t cover your face.”


    “Go away!” Her voice came muffled through the nket, tinged with shy anger–so unlike the hollow shell she’d been before.


    Baron loved this side of her.


    He scooped her up quilt and all, murmuring at her ear, “I’m not going anywhere. I waited too long for you toe back to me. You’ll have to kill me to make me leave.”


    Natalie’s heart hammered. She never imagined fate tying her and Baron like this. His scent enveloped her, dizzying and warm, making her blush down to her ears.


    “Put me down first,” she muttered.


    “No.” He refused with the petnce of a child.


    She sighed, exasperated. This was supposed to be the ck–hearted king of the underworld?


    “Baron, you’re hurting me.”


    Instantly he loosened his grip, panic shing in his eyes. “Where? Tell me where it hurts. Let me see.”


    He reached for her nket, but she shoved him back with her foot.


    “Don’t move! Just stand there. I want to see my face.”


    She hadn’t had a proper look yet.


    Baron recognized the bluff, but let it slide, lips curving in indulgence.


    “Want me to take a photo for you?”


    “No.”


    She snatched his phone, snapped a few selfies, studying the girl in the ss–half familiar, half


    reborn.


    When she went to send one, she remembered it wasn’t her phone.


    “Baron<b>, </b>can you buy me a phone? And get me a new SIM card?”


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    He’d only kept her offline out of worry, not wanting her distracted or hurt by gossip while healing. Sharon had been busy ttering Jensen, the Summers family was crawling back into Ocean City’s high society. Baron had considered crushing them, but… Natalie’s rebirth was near. Some things would be sweeter if she handled them herself.


    Now that she was healing, he had no reason to refuse her.


    Natalie bit her lip. “I have money.”


    “Can you even ess it right now?”


    Her face fell. No, she couldn’t. If Jensen had cut her off, every cent she earned these years might already be in Sharon’s pocket.


    The thought made her chest ache. Years of hard work, all stolen.


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    And then there was Witch Doctor. She still didn’t know what kind of twisted price he would demand for her face.


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