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(The Fighter’s Secret Child)
Rebecca St. Martin stepped out of the taxi and looked up at the business sign, proclaiming it the home of the Burton Brothers Martial Arts School. It had been two and a half years since she’d last seen that sign and her stomach jumped at the thought of what kind of welcome might face her now.
Reaching back inside the taxi, she unbuckled the seatbelt on the car seat of the little man who’d fallen asleep on the ride from the airport. He was the spitting image of his father, a fact she hoped would work in her favor in a just a few minutes.
The taxi driver helped her with her luggage, leaving it on the sidewalk. It wasn’t much. A backpack and a wheeled suitcase. She gave him the generous tip she’d promised. He’d not only loaded her luggage, he’d made a special trip back inside the airport to retrieve the car seat she’d brought along as part of her checked luggage.
“Thank you,” she said. She ignored the wink he gave her.
Rebecca was used to that—and to the looks men threw her way. She’d spent five years as a ring girl for the local MMA commission, strutting around between rounds in a barely-there bikini top, and boy shorts that hugged her ass like a second skin.
Her job had been to look beautiful, announce which round was next, and in general make sure she left every hot-blooded male salivating for their next glimpse of her perfect body. The pay had been great. And she’d banked every cent and stayed away from the parties—until she’d met Beck Burton and fallen head over heels.
She’d been so lost in love, she would have agreed to anything he wanted from her. When he’d suggested they go someplace tropical for a week, she’d eagerly packed her bags. They’d spent two weeks in Fiji—a golden two weeks. And then they’d come back to reality.
Beck headed off to training camp—and three weeks later Rebecca had missed her period. She’d vacillated between happiness and fear. Beck and she had never really discussed having kids—they were barely dating. They’d also never had unprotected sex. She wasn’t sure an MMA fighter was cut out to be a father—and she wasn’t sure he even wanted to hear he had fathered a kid. When he returned from training camp, she’d told him her news. He’d blown up at her, throwing accusations at her, demanding to know who she’d been sleeping with. She’d thrown him out—damn if she was going to have a kid with a guy who had temper issues.
She’d quit her job, moved, and set out to make herself her own future. One without Beck. It had only been a fling, after all. Nothing really serious.
But now she had to come crawling back, and that sat inside her like a lead weight. She pulled in a breath. She could have gone at this the legal way—with lawyers and demands for DNA testing. But she had long ago cooled down from her fight with Beck. Now, she just wanted to convince him that his child desperately needed something only his father could provide.