Daddy Devastating
the wounds and make love to her.
    “Never,” she added.
    Or maybe not.
    “Oh, man. You’ve obviously crossed paths with your share of…jerks.” Though that was mild, compared to what he wanted to call them. “Never?”
    “Never,” she snapped. “It’s no big deal. I’ve never wanted to have sex. Not since the attack, anyway.”
    Maybe she didn’t want to, but she had admitted she was attracted to him.
    She pushed him away and tightened the robe back around her. That was his cue to drop the subject—and to ice down the hot blood he had for her. She certainly didn’t need a man with his track record. He was thirty-three and hadn’t dated a woman for more than two months at a time.
    “Change the subject,” she insisted.
    “Okay.”
    Russ moved the laptop to the nightstand and looked at her—at the white terry-cloth robe she was gripping like a full-body chastity belt. And he knew he should just back off and leave this alone. But then he thought of Milo’s man watching them. Except, that was more of an excuse than anything, because mainly, he just thought about kissing that not-wanting-to-have-sex lie right off Julia’s mouth.
    He leaned in and their breath met. Julia got that deer-caught-in-the-headlights look, but she didn’t move away. So he got even closer, until his mouth hovered over hers.
    And he waited her out.
    “All right,” she snarled. She slapped her hand on his chest and pushed him away. But not nearly far enough. Besides, with her hand on his bare skin, it only made things more intense. “Maybe I do want you. But because I want something, it doesn’t mean it’ll happen. You’re not my type.”
    “You’re not mine, either.”
    Though it seemed true for both of them, he was still hard—and she seemed to be going softer, hotter and breathier with each passing moment. Everything kicked up another notch when her fingers moved. Just a little. But enough to glide through his chest hair. Maybe she wasn’t even aware of the touching, but he certainly was.
    His phone rang, the sound shattering the insane moment. Russ fumbled to get his phone from his pocket so he could answer it before it woke Emily. But he wasn’t successful, because Emily immediately started to cry.
    Julia sprang from the bed to get the baby, and Russ answered the call, because he knew it would be from Silas and therefore important. He only hoped he didn’t sound as out of breath or aroused as he actually was.
    Damn, he’d let Julia get under his skin.
    “How’s baby-and-heiress duty?” Silas greeted, probably because he heard Emily fussing. But Russ didn’t care for the man’s tone.
    “It’s all right. Better than I thought it’d be.” And much to Russ’s surprise, that was the truth. He hadn’t minded the short sleep time in between feedings.
    Julia was another story. If he had to sleep next to her again, it would require multiple cold showers and maybe a big rock that he could use to hit himself in the head.
    “Well, I hope you’re rested,” Silas continued, “because its shaping up to be a full day. The meeting with Milo is all set at the state park at two p.m. I won’t be on the park grounds, because I want to stay out of sight, but I’ll be nearby, in case you can close the deal.”
    So it was on schedule as planned. If Milo agreed to the one-million-dollar offer for the baby sale, then Silas was to arrive on the scene as the buyer. The next step was to get Milo to agree to a time and a place for the exchange. Silas would get the baby, and Russ would follow Milo or his henchmen back to his boss, Z. If there was no Z, and Milo was the sole person responsible for taking the baby, then Milo would be arrested.
    With luck, they could have the baby by nightfall. And Julia and Emily would be safely on their way back to her estate. After that, Russ could, well, he could get his own head on straight so he could figure out how to approach the whole custody issue.
    “So, is Julia Howell onboard for the

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