Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 136425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 682(@200wpm)___ 546(@250wpm)___ 455(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 136425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 682(@200wpm)___ 546(@250wpm)___ 455(@300wpm)
“I don’t know why,” Bri added. “It’s what Daisy does. Oh, hey, did you tell her about Harlow Dawson and the new guys?”
“No,” Daisy replied. “I’m too busy trying to solve her Zach problems.”
Zach, who spoke way more languages than she imagined and could do complex computer hacking and had a mom who might destroy the world.
Her Zach problems couldn’t be solved with her boobs. Daisy’s, maybe, but she had small, athletic boobs. Damn her boobs. “Wait. Guys? As in plural? Tell me about Harlow.”
Hopefully someone was getting some.
Week Three
There was nothing sweeter in life than a purring kitten. Devi sat in the comfy chair, a mug of tea at her side and three kittens sleeping on her lap while their momma rested at her feet.
Well, maybe that was sweeter. When a small creature with no reason at all to trust a single human chose to trust her. It hadn’t been easy, but days of sitting with her, feeding her, caring for her, and Sunny had come to Devi when she went into labor in the middle of the night.
Zach had gotten up, made some tea, and sat up with her while Sunny gave birth to four perfect kittens. Well, three perfect kittens and one she named TJ because he was kind of klutzy and always, always hungry. TJ the cat was currently trying to climb up the curtains, testing those deadly kitty claws.
“Hey, Lacey made some muffins. She thought you might like one.” Zach put down a plate of what smelled like apple cinnamon muffins. He frowned. “Not today, TJ. Not on my watch.”
He gently gripped the kitten, who mewled furiously at the taking of his right to unalive himself in the silliest way. Zach held him to his chest and TJ calmed.
Devi looked up. “Are you okay?”
She knew what today was.
“I’m glad for them.” Zach sat on the edge of the bed. “I wish we could be there.”
At the wedding of Cooper McKay to Kala Taggart. McKay-Taggart. As it always should have been. “Mom will send pictures.”
She would. But it wasn’t the same. Zach lacked all the family experiences that were normal to Devi. There had been no Sunday dinners, no lake house parties where the kids ran wild, no family vacations. This would have been his first family wedding, but that wasn’t in the cards for Zach Reed.
She was like Sunny. Zach had been patient and kind and fed her while she hissed and clawed his way.
And she was softening, damn it.
She was wondering if he was ever going to make a move on her. She’d opened the door with the whole orgasm will make me feel better thing, but he’d been a perfect gentleman even when she woke up wrapped around him and she could feel his erection against her.
Damn man and his control.
“Tell me about her dress,” he said.
Devi sat back and wished she could hate this man. She took a sip of tea and felt Sunny purr against her feet and couldn’t find the will to hate anything at all.
* * * *
Zach stared at the picture on his phone.
Kala and Cooper were married, and they both looked so fucking happy. His brother was married and all he got was a couple of pictures.
He flipped through them. Erin Taggart had been the one to send them, but she explained it was Cooper and Kala approved.
“Zach, we should talk.” Lacey stood in the doorway, and there was no possible way to miss the fact that she waited until Devi put on her boots and went out to deal with what she called that donkey. The Fabulous Miss K was kind of her nemesis.
“Have you heard something?” Zach asked since he knew damn well if this was a talk about Devi, she would have it out in the open. Lacey had no filter and would simply say her peace.
But she did have discretion when it came to the mission.
She nodded and joined him on the porch. She stared out over the field, and in the distance Devi could be seen walking toward the barn. “Yes. Huisman liquidated one of his offshore accounts to the tune of fifty-five million dollars. I’m working on tracing the money, but I’m worried a portion of it is going to bounty hunters.”
He sighed and slipped his phone into his pocket. “Well, that was inevitable. I’m surprised he waited this long.”
“I believe he thought he could use you to bring her in, and then he thought he could use one of your old team to bring in you, and then you would bring in your mother,” she pointed out. “I’ve heard a couple of rumors that your old team thwarted at least one kidnapping attempt.”
His heart threatened to seize. “What?”
Lacey waved him off. “Idiot tried to send in a mercenary to take Charlotte Taggart.”