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Her presence didn't seem to improve his mood any as it used to.  Harlyn swallowed the sorrow that swept over her as understanding came over her that this was probably due in part to the wedge she had driven between them with her refusal of him.  She hadn't wanted to do it so cruelly.. And part of her hadn't wanted to do it at all.  But she had, and now she was pregnant with another man's children.  They could have been his...  She pushed the thought from her mind.  That was too dark a road.

"What can I do," Harlyn asked finally after a few moments of tense silence.  There were so many things she could have been addressing - his physical condition, his pain and guilt over the cougar, his hurt over her rejection.  She left it up to him to interpret, simply hoping that he would respond at all rather than even bothering to wish that he would request something she could give.