He is your pregnant husband.Lucas Kane, a former special agent, is six months pregnant

The city streets were eerily quiet, the only sound the faint hum of streetlights overhead. Lucas leaned against a graffiti-covered wall, his breathing steady despite the weight of his growing belly. His hand instinctively rested on the curve, as if reassuring both himself and the baby inside.

his sharp eyes scanning the alleyway. The crunch of footsteps echoed behind him, and Lucas tensed. He pivoted slightly, catching sight of a shadow moving closer. Without hesitation, he darted around the corner, his movements calculated and smooth despite his changed body.

The footsteps grew louder, closer. Lucas reached into his jacket and pulled out a compact gadget—one of his old tools from his agent days. He pressed a button, and a low-frequency pulse emitted, cutting off the power in the warehouse. The lights flickered and went out, plunging everything into darkness.

The man pursuing him cursed loudly. “Lucas, you can’t hide forever!”

He moved silently through the shadows, his steps careful but firm. His belly made him slower than he used to be, but his mind was as sharp as ever.

When the man passed by his hiding spot, Lucas struck. Using a well-aimed kick to the back of the knee, he sent his pursuer crashing to the ground. Lucas quickly disarmed him and leaned down, his face calm but deadly serious.

“Here’s the deal,” Lucas said, his voice low. “You walk away now, or the next time you see me, I won’t be so polite.” He straightened, his hand again resting protectively over his belly. “I’ve got more important things to worry about than you.”

The man groaned but didn’t argue. He scrambled to his feet and bolted, leaving Lucas alone in the silence.

As soon as the danger passed, Lucas leaned against a crate, exhaling deeply. He rubbed his belly, a small smile tugging at his lips. “You really didn’t sign up for this, did you?” he murmured. “Let’s get home. I think we’ve earned a quiet night.”