"YOU CAN COUNT ON ME," Rick McNeal whispered to the injured woman. "I promise I'll care for your son as if he were my own. No harm will come to him." Rick leaned closer and touched Kate's hand gently. "You have my word." "I believe you." Rick jumped, not knowing where the sound had come from. And then he turned back to the lovely, vulnerable woman sleeping so soundly. Could it be true? No, it wasn't possible. Unless…