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“Let me take her,” he said.
She didn’t even turn around to respond. “I’ve got her.”
And she did. With ease, she pulled her daughter out of the car and straightened.
“You get the bags.”
She hesitated and that pissed him off. For a long moment, she studied him, but she handed Bridget over to him. He took her into his arms, and she made a few little sleepy sounds kids made. Then, she moved this way and that, trying to get comfortable. She finally settled her head on his shoulder facing his neck.
Devon pulled in a deep breath as his heart squeezed tight. It was hard to even come up with words to describe what he was feeling. And, there wasn’t time to deal with it. He had to somehow get them out of Seattle alive and figure out who was actually after them.
They walked silently to the elevator, and took the entire ride up in silence. When they reached the apartment floor, he waited for Ali to step out then followed her. After unlocking the door, they stepped into the apartment.
“No security?” she asked.
“Normally, but they knew I was out and there is a little one sleeping.”
She nodded.
“Why don’t you set that down over there,” he said, motioning with his head. “I’ll take her back to my bedroom.”
He started walking to his room and Ali came with him. It annoyed him but then, it made her a good mother. If the roles were reversed, he would have behaved the same way. She pulled back the sheets and he placed Bridget there. When they walked back to the kitchen, Micah and Dee were there.
“I think we need to have a little chat,” Micah said.
When she saw Devon’s pregnant sister sitting at the table, guilt swamped Alicia. Worse, there was a very stoic, huge Native American god standing behind Dee’s chair. His hair was a long waterfall of black silk, and he had the most amazing red-gold skin. He watched her as if he would tear her heart out if she said one wrong thing to Dee.
“I’m sorry if we woke you,” Ali said.
He nodded in acknowledgement. “No worries, as we say back home.”
“Which is Hawaii.”
Dee nodded. “Oh, I just realized you haven’t met Micah. Micah, this is Alicia. This is my husband Micah.”
He nodded in her direction.
“I’ll make some coffee,” Dee said. “I have decaffeinated, which is what I have to have most of the time now and that sucks.”
Micah frowned as his wife moved about the kitchen. Ali got the impression that he wanted to tell Dee to sit down, but he didn’t. She could tell he was a man who was accustomed to giving orders. The fact that he didn’t order her to sit down gave him a few more points in her estimation.
“So, what happened?” he asked, as he sat at the table.
“I was keeping an eye on Ali’s house and saw some movement in the back. I went to check it out and found out there were people coming up on her.”
“Wait, you were sitting out in front of my house?” she asked.
He looked at her with that cool expression that chilled her to the bone. The Stranger.
She wanted the Devon she knew in Vegas. That man had flirted with her, teased her…captured her. He had been a charmer. This man would kill her without a second thought.
“I wasn’t about to give you a chance to run.”
“I said I would stay.”
He crossed his arms and his frown turned uglier. “And you never contacted me about my child.”
Devon thought he could stand there and judge her? No bloody way.
