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those directions, she’s there.”
    Deflated with her inclusion of Blaine, he nodded as he headed for his car. “Thanks again,” he said before she stepped into the house.
    “Thought she was talking about the boy?” Blaine asked once they were in the car.
    Instead of answering, he nodded.
    “That’s good, we look alike so that cancels out someone else being the father.” Blaine settled into his seat drawing the belt across his chest.
    “Good point.” Although it left the question open, which one of them was the father? He waited until Blaine looked up points of interest in the GPS. The feminine voice piped from the device with directions.
    “Let’s do this,” Blaine said.
    Donald started the car and backed out. “Yeah, time to get this settled.” The older woman’s directions were correct to a point and within ten minutes they parked in front of a large, two-story modern-looking building. Blaine stepped out of the car and glanced back at him.
    A queasy feeling assaulted Donald. Pissed at his hesitation, he unsnapped his seatbelt and stepped out of the car, closing the door harder than warranted. Blaine’s brow rose but thankfully he refrained from commenting.
    Mentally he castigated himself for his momentary loss of control. It rarely happened. Damn it, he was over Lindy and that time in his life. Straightening, he glanced at his brother, who waited for his signal that he was ready.
    Nodding, they took a few steps toward the double glass doors. Just as they reached the top landing, the doors opened. Donald’s breath caught as a woman stepped outside holding a phone to her ear. His stiffening shaft and speeding heartbeat should have told him immediately who she was. But his mind went into fight mode, declaring the curvy, brown beauty was not his Lindy. For one thing this woman was darker, wore her hair in a shorter style that made her dark eyes appear much larger than Lindy’s. Regardless, her high breasts and full hips called to him the way only one woman’s ever had. Engrossed in her conversation, she walked passed them. His body vibrated with awareness.
    “Lindy.”
    Her head whipped around as she stumbled a bit before stopping at the bottom of the stairs and looked up at him. “Whaaat?...” She looked over his shoulder and then back at him. Blaine moved down a step. Lindy backed up.
    “What?” She closed her eyes; those beautiful eyes in the past had mirrored his need and love. “This is a dream…” she murmured and then opened her eyes slowly. He and Blaine now stood directly in front of her.
    “No dream,” Blaine said his voice held a bit of humor. And in a way, her reaction to seeing them was funny. Not funny, ha ha… But funny strange. She had left them, had given birth to their child and never told either one of them they were a father. He expected guilt or shame, not the clenched fist at her side, narrowed eyes, or pinched nostrils.
    “Nightmare then,” she snapped as she turned to leave.
    His hand shot out and caught her upper arm. “Wait…” She stopped but eyed his hand until he removed it. “We just want to talk.” He used the same tone he would use on a skittish client or new submissive.
    She released a long sigh as if standing in their presence taxed her strength. “Give me your number, a good one this time,” she said looking at the parking lot. “I’ll call when I have time, right now I have to check on something.”
    “We’ve come all this way and you blow us off, you act as if we did something…you disappeared and never contacted me…us.” Her scent tugged at Donald, familiar and yet different. He stepped closer. So close he saw the fire blaze in her eyes at his words, and felt the sting on his cheek a second later.
    “You abandoned me.” Her last word ended on a hiss as her finger filled his vision. “Don’t play with me, I am not in the mood. Now get the hell out of my way.” She walked around him toward the parking area. From the corner of his eye he saw