Oliver's POV

Maya looked beautiful as she stepped into the shower ahead of me, the curve of her baby bump instantly drawing my eyes. I couldn’t stop myself from following her in, wrapping my arms around her waist and lacing my fingers gently across her stomach, right over where our child was growing.

The excitement of becoming a father was overwhelming. But so was the fear. Not just of losing her, but of losing them both. I could feel it, something dark was coming for her. That bastard Trey ...