That Night We Made Baby. Mary Anne Wilson

Finally she turned and Nicholas saw Samantha's face. Her eyes were as he remembered, he hair just as soft. The months they'd spent apart fell away and Nicholas ached to touch this woman he could no longer claim as his own…but had never stopped longing for.As his gaze met hers, Samantha's expression became shuttered. And as he glanced down her body, he realized why. This woman who had haunted his dreams was visibly pregnant. Suddenly Nicholas's thoughts turned away from longing to a desperate need to know. Whose child did she now carry? And had some of his hazy dreams been true–had there been a night they made baby?