Baby's Daddy
His metal-blue eyes held so much venom she involuntarily flinched and stepped back, as though he had reached a twitching, forky tongue out and bitten her.
Rocco blinked, once, twice, then smiled. It was that kind of evil, leering smile that made her heart curl in fear.
"What do we do now?" he echoed, placing his hands on his hips. "What we do now is get the frigging abortion out of your womb!"
Kiersey recoiled and found herself dropping back into the seat in helpless horror. The tears climbed back into her eyes. She closed her arms over her tummy, as if that could protect the baby. What!