He stared at her, shock was written on his face. “Sutton... Warner?”

“Yes.”

Luca came around the desk slowly, like he was afraid she would vanish or bolt like a wild animal. His eyes dropped to her stomach, lingered there, then rose back to her face. The relief in his expression was easy to see.

“You kept it,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “The baby. You didn’t...”

“Get rid of him?” Sutton finished, a flash of anger rising. “Of course not. I told you I was ...