Ben Lucas stood rigid, his entire body's muscle lines pulled taut.
He stood by the bed, staring intently at Harrison Lucas, who was shedding unconscious tears even in her sleep.
Hidden within his jet-black eyes was a tumult of emotions.
Who knows how long he stared, when suddenly, Ben Lucas moved in the darkness.
He stood by the bed, instinctively bent down, and gently pressed his distinct fingers against Harrison's tear-streaked lashes, wiping away the tears at the corners of her eyes.
In the darkness, Harrison Lucas, deep in sleep, was unaware that someone was tenderly wiping away her tears.
She only felt a slight itch on her face and instinctively nuzzled against the man's large palm.
In her dream, Harrison Lucas was dreaming of Ben Lucas discovering the secret of her pregnancy, dragging her to the hospital to force an abortion.
In the dream, Harrison cried her heart out, but Ben Lucas's attitude was firm, cold, and frightening, leaving her no way to keep the child.
