Chapter ThreeThe blinding sun streaming through the opened curtains woke her, and she groaned. Derek stirred beside her, and she turned her head to look at him and avoid the sunlight. “Good morning,” she whispered, feeling ridiculously shy considering what they had shared.“Hey.” He leaned over to kiss her near the mouth.Disregarding morning breath, she changed the angle and captured his mouth for a long kiss. Their movements became more amorous, and soon they were on the threshold of making love again. He reached into his bedside drawer to pull out a condom.Julie intercepted his hand, taking it from him and tossing it back in the direction of the nightstand. “We don’t need that.”He arched a brow. “Are you sure? We already took a risk last night.”“What’s the worst that could happen?” She winked. “I might get pregnant, which would curtail my sluttish ways.”Derek groaned. “Am I ever going to live down that assumption?”“No.” She rolled her hips to encourage him to sink inside her.
EpilogueTwenty-One Months LaterIt was a madhouse of relatives, friends, and toddlers as their daughters celebrated their first birthdays. Sera and Julie had delivered a day apart, but they had shared a due date. Jordan and Lola had almost shared a birthday, and they had made a joke that their next children would accomplish that goal. Since it was shortly after witnessing the graphic miracle of childbirth, their husbands had looked a little pale at the thought of having more already, and the two women had shared a laugh at their expense.Now, they shared a hug as they watched their daughters experimenting with their first tastes of chocolate cake from their small birthday cakes in front of them. Their actual birthdays had been one and two days ago, with Julie’s little girl turning one first, but it had been natural to combine the parties, since they shared so much else.“They’re getting so big,” said Sera, eyeing Jordan, who had Jack and Julie’s brown eyes.“They sure are. It really
Prologue“I’m glad it’s finally over.” Ryan Davis tossed the shirt he’d just unbuttoned and removed into his locker.Shane Nolan grinned despite his weariness. “Really? You were involved for like three days, man. You had to do some arresting, but you weren’t undercover.”The younger cop glared at him. “It was still stressful.” His expression softened. “I’ll concede you and Sean had the worst of it though.”“No argument there,” said Sheriff Robinson. Jack, Shane reminded himself. Jack was only a few years older than him, but he had an authoritative presence that made it difficult to think of him as just Jack.“It couldn’t have been easy to let the bust happen in your town,” said Sean, Shane’s twin brother and fellow cop.“Definitely not. Jack was chomping at the bit to bust them up weeks ago.” That contribution came from Derek Reynolds, Jack’s deputy. “It’s been hard keeping this a secret from my family too. Sera asked several times where I’m sneaking off to, as though I’m not wearing
Baby For The OfficerTears streamed from Chloe’s eyes, and she fumbled for a tissue. A minute later, the sight of flashing lights in her rearview mirror had her cursing and slamming her fist on the steering wheel. Just what she needed on top of what she’d already endured. Sniffing and swiping her face with the tissue, she reached above the visor for the registration and insurance card.The blazing orange sky as sunset approached was enough to obscure the officer’s features when he reached her window, giving him an angelic halo. She only hoped he was feeling beneficent enough to skip giving her a citation. “Hello,” she said with a sniffle, dabbing at her face.“Do you know why I pulled you over, ma’am?”She shivered just a touch at his voice, thinking it was combination of soothing and rough…and strangely familiar. She shook her head and brushed impatiently at the strands clinging to her wet cheeks.“You ran right through a four-way stop back there.”“Oh.” She sniffed again. “I’m sorry
Chapter TwoChloe was halfway through the living room with two bags of groceries before she realized the lights were on and dimmed to provide a hazy glow accentuated by candles. The meager illumination allowed her to see a trail of rose petals that led from the living room down the hallway. Her first thought was crazily random—it was going to be a pain to clean up those petals from the carpet.Her second thought was more coherent and a lot more terrifying. Someone had broken into her house to set up this scene. Her heart plummeted into her stomach as she dropped her grocery bags to fumble for her cell phone. Her hands trembled as she dialed nine-one-one, her thoughts squarely on her baby.The operator answered on the first ring. “Nine-one-one, what is your emergency?”“Someone has broken into my apartment.”“Are they still there?”She looked up as a solid form entered the living room, drawing to a halt. Barely biting back a panicked scream, she said, “Yes, the intruder is still here.”
Chapter ThreeShe met his gaze, sure hers revealed her shock. His eyes were smoldering with hunger. “I don’t understand,” she whispered.“I want you, Chloe, and I have for years.” He didn’t take his gaze from hers as he brought the sponge up her side and over her swollen belly in a tender gesture. “Sometimes, thoughts of you were the only thing that got me through the hell of working undercover. I used to imagine I’d come back home, find you, and sweep you off to bed.”Chloe gestured to her stomach. “But I’m pregnant.”He grinned. “You are, and it’s beautiful.”She blinked. “How can you find it…me…attractive? The baby isn’t yours.”Sean dropped the sponge and splayed his hand over her stomach. “He will be, if you let me claim him. I don’t care about the sperm donor. Your body nurtures this baby, and that’s enough for me.”Her head whirled. “This is crazy. I barely know you.”He looked sad. “That’s true, but it wasn’t always that way. We used to know each other pretty well, and I think
Chapter One--Baby For The DetectiveThe motorcycle hummed just like it was supposed to, followed by a deep purr when she accelerated. Mandy nodded with satisfaction. The engine rebuild was a success. That was good news, since she’d spent most of the day working on it. Thinking about it reminded her of the ache in her shoulders and lower back from being bent over the machine.As she changed lanes to return to her dad’s garage and clock out for the day, she cursed when lights flashed behind her. Racking her brain to try to determine what she’d done to catch Smokey’s attention, she signaled and turned off down an alleyway to get out of traffic.The unmarked car stopped close behind her, and a tall officer not wearing a uniform unfolded himself from the sedan. He had a solid build his blazer couldn’t hide, and she couldn’t help appreciating as he drew closer. Mandy fumbled with the helmet as he got nearer, slipping it off to let her chestnut curls cascade over her shoulders. She wasn’t ex
Chapter TwoHe maintained silence for the rest of the week, and she gradually relaxed. Apparently, Shane just had a stubborn streak and had taken a bit longer than most guys in such a situation to accept she wasn’t going to go out with him. Saturday evening, she dressed in a blue tube dress with a silver shrug, paired with kitten-heel ankle boots, and waited for her cousin to pick her up.Bryn was a little late, which was typical, but they still made it to the club before nine. Her cousin had picked a new one this week, as she often did, but they didn’t have to wait long in line. With her long dark hair, smoldering brown eyes, and pouty red lips—not to mention her hourglass curves and generous breasts—Bryn rarely had to wait at any club, and men regularly threw themselves at her feet.Mandy showed the bouncer her fake ID, holding her breath as she did every time. She knew Bryn’s stepbrother was a computer whiz, and he’d assured her the ID would work anywhere, any time, but she still g