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She didn’t want it to stop.
She wanted to continue this scorching foreplay until it led them straight to bed. Or rather the sofa since it was closer.
He deepened the kiss. And kept touching. Sliding those clever fingers up her body to her breasts. Over her nipples.
A fresh round of heat fired through her, and if he hadn’t been holding onto her, Mia thought her legs would have buckled. She didn’t care if they did. Or they dropped to the floor. As long as he kept touching, kept kissing, she was up for anything. In fact, she would escalate things by touching him as well, but even through the sexual buzz and her thrumming heartbeat, she heard a sound that she knew was going to bring all of this to an end.
Angel’s phone was ringing.
“Incoming call from Presley,” Danno announced.
Both of them cursed, and Mia forced herself to step away from him. A call from Presley was too important to ignore. Even if ignoring it was exactly what she wanted to do.
Angel took a moment, gathering his breath. Doing more cursing before he finally spoke. “Danno, answer the call on speaker.”
The AI app did, and within seconds, she heard Presley’s voice pour through the entire room. “I figure I interrupted something nonwork related,” Presley drawled right off the bat. “And I’m sorry about that.”
His serious tone let her know that he meant it. And that something was wrong.
Angel picked up on that vibe, too, because he quickly asked. “What the hell happened now? Is this about the statements Mia and I gave?”
“No, but it is about Kenton.” Presley groaned. “Remember those DNA samples the CSIs took from everyone?” He didn’t wait for an answer. “Well, there was an…unexpected match.”
Oh, God, no. Mia hoped that Angel’s or her DNA hadn’t been recovered from Kenton’s room.
“What match?” Angel came out and asked.
“Melanie’s,” Presley said, surprising them both. “Are you ready for this?” Again, he didn’t wait for a response. “Melanie is Kenton’s birth mother.”
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Chapter Eleven
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Angel definitely wasn’t looking forward to this meeting with Melanie. Especially since it had only been six hours or so since the fire. And during that time, she had also no doubt just gone through an interrogation from SAPD.
He didn’t know what Melanie had said during that questioning process, but Angel wanted to hear from the woman herself what she had to say about the bombshell Presley had delivered.
That Melanie was Kenton’s birth mother.
Yes, definitely a bombshell.
Mia was no doubt still reeling from the news as well, and as he drove toward their old foster home, she was frantically typing away on her tablet. Searching for answers that could help them understand, well, how the hell this had happened.
Melanie had never mentioned anything about Kenton being her bio son, and Angel figured there was little chance it was a coincidence that Kenton had ended up in her foster care. So, why had Kenton been placed there?
And how the hell had Melanie ever gotten involved with Dwight?
There was no doubt about an involvement either since Dwight’s DNA matched Kenton’s as well, making Melanie and him Kenton’s biological parents.
A text from Presley popped up on his dash screen, verifying that Melanie and RJ were indeed at home. Since the fire damage had only been confined to the one room on the second floor, the cops and the CSIs hadn’t forced them to leave.
“Danno, reply to text,” Angel instructed. “Thanks. I’ll keep you posted about what Melanie says.”
Presley would need an update since he wouldn’t be coming along on this visit. He was at SAPD trying to get info on anything pertaining to Kenton’s murder investigation. That included any info on Melanie and Dwight.
Mia was doing the same thing, but she wasn’t going the face to face route. Judging from her expression and grumblings, though she wasn’t having much luck.
