"I'm pregnant."

Caleb Callaghan's heart rocked to a standstill. "What?"

"I said I'm pregnant. Three months along — the doctor just confirmed it." Shoving her fingers through her shoulder-length blond hair, Vicki sat down in the chair across from his desk.

His entire mind restarted with a kick — this was the chance he'd been waiting for, for two long months. He would not let it slip away. Rising, he moved around the desk to kneel beside her chair. "You're carrying our child." Wonder held him in its grip. Within the space of a few seconds, the hell of his life had turned into heaven.

Vicki can't divorce me if she's pregnant.

As if she'd heard him, she shook her head. "It doesn't change anything." But her voice held the tiniest hint of uncertainty.

He seized the moment. No way was he going to fight fair, not when this was the most important battle of his life. "Of course it does." He took her fine-boned hand, delighting in once again being able to touch her.

"No."

"Yes." In the months since their separation, he'd tried everything he could think of to win his wife back. And failed. But this, this would not allow Vicki to so easily justify a divorce. "How can it not change everything? That's my baby you're carrying."

Her hand tensed in his. "Don't bully me, Caleb." Warned by her tone, he rapidly recalculated his approach. Though he had no intention of letting her shut him out any longer, he knew that if he pushed too hard, he might lose her. But his Victoria had always had a soft heart. "I have a right to experience this with you. This is my first baby, too. Maybe my last."

Emotions he had no hope of