QUOTE : Trent,” Harper choked, “Is … Is Anton okay?” Her voice was hoarse, reminding her of the red marks that the doctor had told her covered the outside of her throat. <br />“He’s fine, Harper. A bit shook up— he’s a hero. Ran straight to Frankie’s. Gave the police all kinds of details.” Trent squeezed her hand hard. “Christ, Harper, when Frankie called and told me Nathan had abducted … abducted…” The word stuck, and Harper’s resolve not to cry wavered as tears filled Trent’s eyes. He dropped his head gently onto Harper’s stomach and wrapped his arms around her, softly, and she was filled with gratitude that she was still here with him. <br />“I’m fine, Trent,” she soothed, running her fingers through his hair. “I was scared shitless, but I had something to live for.” <br />“I’m sorry I didn’t get there sooner. I love you, sweetheart. More than you can possibly know.” <br />“I know, baby,” she cried, finally letting go in front of him. “I love you, too.” <br />When her tears turned into full-blown sobs, Trent gathered her gently into his arms so they could comfort each other.