Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

"Sandy, you owe me. You owe our daughter, and it's time you pay it all back!"

His kiss was wild, overwhelming, and left her lips bruised, her heart aching. When he finally let her breathe, Sandy was dazed, reeling from his words.

Without another word, Shane scooped her up effortlessly, tossing her over his shoulder.

Half-conscious from the intensity of his kiss, Sandy's mind clung to the

thunderous words he'd hurled at her: "You owe our daughter..."

That little girl earlier tonight-she looked so much like her.

And then there was Whitney, acting all shifty, trying too hard to hide something. She'd claimed Sandy was studying abroad. But what if she'd known Shane before? Now, Shane had said it himself: that was her daughter.

God. What on earth had happened between them?

hate her? Was there anger

he'd said they'd been

pitch-black box of broken memories. Panic and fear warred in her chest, her mind spinning

and shoulders. "No! I don't believe you! What does your daughter have to do with me? Who is she? Tell me, Shane,

you even know who you are?" Shane demanded, carrying

energy. He tossed her onto the soft bed, pinning her down with his weight, his hand gripping her wrists above

bit at him, fighting with all

low and dangerous, his eyes burning with something fierce and unfathomable. He'd wanted this for a long time, she could tell. His

daughter and you? Of course you're related. You're her mother. You

me. Fooled my

broke, her eyes wild.

want answers? Then help me deal with what's in my system.

her head,

fought, the more it seemed to