All Colin would've needed was a couple hours of sleep and he'd be good to go. He got forty-five minutes before the little angel in the backseat stirred,waking him. He sat up and surveyed his surroundings. The wind was picking up. Other that slight movement in the trees,all seemed quiet.    And that's when his brain decided to loop the notion that Angelina looked a lot like him from his own baby pictures. With effort, he pushed aside the image. Didn't need that distraction this morning. Besides, Richard had dark hair and Angelina was his daughter. Melissa was still asleep but Colin needed coffee. There was no way he could wake her even though he suspected the little one would be up soon enough for a feeding. Caffeine would go a long way toward clearing the cobwebs in his head. Colin shook his head to see if that would do any good. Maybe going

EVERYWHERE MELISSA HAD GONE,Everything she'd done for the past year made her feel like she was the jackrabbit and her husband was the eagle.    There was always the thought of him lurking in the back of her mind,ready to swoop down and take Angelina away. Even when he left in business _ and those were trips that had kept her sane _ there was never a feeling that he was ever truly gone.     The rest that he'd pop up around every corner had almost driven her beyond the brink. Once the baby had been born, Melissa had kept Angelina within arm's reach at all time. Always aware that Richard could put two and two together at any moment and deliver on his threat to destroy Melissa and everyone she loved if she betrayed him.    And now she really was the jackrabbit,seeking shelter,scrambling to get away from the eagle that was circling, ready to pounce the se

Storm clouds thickened as the day went on. The winds had picked up speed. It was obvious that a storm was brewing. Melissa wondered just how bad it was going to get. Thought of being in a boat during a bad storm weren't exactly warm and fuzzy.    Few words passed between Colin and Melissa for the balance of the day. He needed time to think,to process, and she understood that in some level.   A bomb had been dropped and he was trying to get his bearings. She'd felt the same way. At first, she'd been shocked. And then, afraid.   When it came to Colin, there were worse things he could do besides give her the silent treatment. All things considered,this was good. "The cream-colored boat with the blue stripe will work for us", he finally said,motioning toward one of the vessels.   The thought of staying on a boat shoot

 Wind had picked up and the spring Thunderstorms was rolling in as promised. Some of the worst storms came late in the season after a cold winter. And this one had been freezing. Warm air clashed with frigid temperatures,causing all kind of destruction where they met.     "She'll have protection around her 24/7", Melissa said as her hair whipped around her face,the intensity of the threatening storm growing. "Is she in the family business?" Colin didn't budge. Not even when the first droplets of rain splattered around them.   Before Melissa could respond,he launched towards her.  Melissa reacted quickly,rolling just out of Colin's reach. Good.    "Your reflexes are honed. I don't think I want to know why you automatically flinch when a man comes towards you,but I can work with your instincts", he said,lying chest dow

COLIN LAY ON the couch, facing the ceiling. Thunder cracked in the sky overhead and he half expected Melissa to bolt through the door or the baby to wake. Neither budged. He flipped onto his side. The thin blanket covering him slipped off and landed on the floor. He picked up the tan piece of cotton and repositioned,trying to get comfortable. The material wasn't much bigger than the bath towel Melissa had been wearing earlier. Sleep was about as realistic as an ice cream in a Texas summer.    He sat up.Something was bothering him and he couldn't quite pinpoint what it was. Melissa wasn't telling him everything. It was clear that she was afraid of husband___correction,her soon-to-be ex. And there was something else niggling at the back of his mind. Obviously Rancic was a ruthless criminal. Figuring out how to find him wasn't as cut-and-dried, especially with Angelina in the picture. Taking care of a three-month-old was already a ful