Chapter 46

Ray found them in the same positions they'd been in before, Emma curled up on the couch while Steve stood at the French doors, staring out at the swing set. He came and sat on the coffee table in front of Emma, leaning over to kiss her cheek gently.

"How are you?"

"I'll live," she said, with a soft smile.

"Good." He took her hand and held it between both of his. "Jen wanted to be at the hospital first thing this morning, but I talked her into going to get the boys for your mother. Convinced her that would be the best way to help you."

Emma smiled. "Thank you, Ray."

He nodded. He glanced over at Steve and then raised his eyebrows at Emma, as though asking what the deal was. She just bit her lip. Too long a story to tell.

"So, you wanted to talk to me?"

Steve came over and sat on the couch, careful to sit with some distance between his body and Emma's. "Someone is trying to set Emma up."

Ray's eyebrows rose again. "For what?"

Emma glanced at Steve. He gestured for her to speak.