"You're not going anywhere," he breathed. And even though Lily knew it was fear for her safety and not cruelty that drove him, she was annoyed. "Let me go, Caleb." His grip tightened. "You'll spend the night here," he said. Lily's eyes widened. "Caleb, it's bad enough that I'm alone with you under this roof right now. Can you imagine what people will say if I stay till morning?" "I don't give a damn what they say," Caleb replied, and Lily knew he'd never been more serious about anything. "I'll be ruined!" Lily protested. "You're already ruined," Caleb said, letting her go so he could toss back the last of his drink and set the glass down on the sideboard with a clunk. "Besides, there's something I want to find out." "Wh-what?" Lily asked, retreating a step. "Whether you lied to me when you said you couldn't be carrying my child." Lily's cheeks flushed crimson. "Caleb Halliday!" He arched one eyebrow and drew nearer. In a motion Lily couldn't possibly have foreseen or prevented, he lifted her off her feet again, cradling her in his arms. "I'll scream," she warned, for already he was starting to bewitch her with one of his mysterious spells. His lips were a fraction of an inch from hers. "Maybe," he answered, "but not in pain or fear." Lily"