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now."
    "Is Charlie mine?" Gunner asked, his eyes burning into Hannah's. Every fiber in her body told her to lie, to claim that Charlie was the product of a one night stand.
    "Charlie's mine, Gunner. That's all she knows and that's all she's going to know.” Up ahead, the sound of Charlie's tinkling laughter filled the air as she chased a butterfly through the park on her short legs. Silence stretched for a few minutes, each waiting for the other to make the first move.
    "Why didn’t you tell me?" Gunner said, accusingly.
    "I made a decision based on what was best for Charlie, not you and me."
    "You'd keep me from my own daughter?" Hannah flinched at the obvious hurt in Gunner's voice, but she had a right to be angry as well; he had left her all alone with a baby on the way.
    "What kind of life is this, Gunner? How can you provide for a child if you never know if you're going to be there?"
    "I told you we were going straight."
    "You told me you were going straight, then less than two weeks later, you get handed a three-year prison sentence for drug trafficking. I believed you, Gunner, and you made a fool of me." Gunner blanched. He knew it had let Hannah down and he had let himself down. He had meant it at the time about going straight, but he hadn't counted on old debts that needed to be settled.
    "I told you, Hannah, in the hundreds of letters that I wrote that you never replied to, that we were innocent, we were stitched up."
    "Now what, Gunner? Now that your back, what happens now?"
    "I'm going to get my retribution, and then we go back and focus on the garage; build it up as a legit business."
    "So, you want me to tell Charlie you're her daddy, but then you tell me you want revenge. Then what? You end up in prison for the rest of her life? No, Gunner." Hannah shook her head sadly. She could see the pain in Gunner's eyes. He had grown up without a father; his own always in and out of jail until, eventually, he was killed in a firefight between warring clubs.
    "You're right," Gunner admitted. "But I told you I've changed and there's nothing I won't do to have my family back."
    "I want to believe you, Gunner," Hannah started, her voice trailing off. They both knew how this had ended last time.
    "I'll prove it to you, Hannah," Gunner vowed. "You and Charlie will be mine if it's the last thing I do."

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Five

     
     
    "Did you know?" Gunner said, as he stormed through the clubrooms, searching out Cotton. The venom in his voice was audible, as he turned his wrath to Cotton who sat at the bar, nursing a beer.
    Cotton sighed. He knew this day would come, and he knew how Gunner would react. The boy had a temper and strong fists that he knew how to use. The last thing he wanted to do was provoke Gunner into using them. Cotton swiveled on his stool to face his accuser.
    "What exactly are you talking about, son?" Gunner came to a stop in front of Cotton, his fists clenched at his sides.
    "I think you know exactly what I mean." Gunner growled. "Hannah and Charlie."
    "I did." Cotton said evenly. He had decided long ago that there was no point in lying to Gunner; he was his leader and he owed him the truth.
    "Why the hell didn't you tell me?" Gunner said, slamming his fist down onto the bar. There was a clatter and the sound of glass shattering as the force on the bar sent bottles flying.
    Cotton raised an eyebrow and looked at the young man, but remained silent. Gunner caught Cotton's drift and took a deep breath, trying to calm the sea of emotion that coursed through his veins.
    "Why didn't you tell me?"
    "What good would it have done, son?" Cotton said, meeting Gunner's gaze.
    "I would have known that I had a daughter. We had a daughter." God, I love her . His throat tightened at the thought of Hannah and how much she had changed his life. She had saved him, and all Gunner wanted to do now was to be the man Hannah thought he was. But he felt conflicted between being the man Hannah wanted him to be, and being