nose covered in grass and mud.
André shook his head when he saw him. “Why didn’t you shift?”
“Didn’t feel like ruining another good suit. You’ll never guess who was here.”
André gave an impatient glare.
“That stupid little mutt from the restaurant. I should’ve killed the ignorant bastard then and there. What does he want that’s worth his life?”
“You already know it’s my daughter. I get to kill him and bury him in the back woods,” André added, baring no hint of amusement.
“Fair enough. I was going to turn him over to the police.”
Pointing to the door, André whispered, “Jules, it’s open.” Both men were inside in a heartbeat. Julian took the back stairs from the kitchen and André, the main stairs in the center hall.
Jovan, he’s in the house .
****
Ethan entered the nursery behind Jovan. “Ladies, hello. No need for panic. I realize it might be a bit overwhelming seeing a stranger in your home, but I really only need one thing and no one will get hurt, including me, but that’s a whole other story.”
Jovan took one look at Ethan, staggered backwards, and latched on to Molly. Her frantic brain tried to make the images in front of her make sense—or go away. Her eyes had to be playing a malicious joke on her. This man could not be the one . She’d never been wrong the rare few times she allowed herself her sightings. Scrying, she knew there was a reason she didn’t do it and this idiot just made her case and point. Chattering teeth bit out, “Who are you and what do you want?”
“The baby and Raven,” Ethan answered in earnest.
Molly dropped her brush to the floor. “Are you insane?” Defiant, the red head added, “There’s no baby. Go out the way you came in, and we won’t hurt you .”
Taking in all the baby things, the cradle, the swinging chair, the changing table, the mountain of pink clothes with tiny satin hangers, the white rocking chair with lavender roses blooming all over it, and a zoo of stuffed animals, he tossed his hands out. “Really?”
André, he’s here with us. He wants a baby and Raven.
Keep him talking. Julian’s coming in through the bedroom window. When he comes in, I’ll come through the door.
“Really, Mister, there’s no baby. We’re just two contractors hired to paint. The baby hasn’t even been born yet,” Molly lied.
“I beg to differ. I know the baby popped out two days ago, and Raven and he are coming home, here, today.”
“Then you’re one up on us, buddy, because no one named Raven lives here and as you can see the crib’s empty. And if you’re not color blind everything is bloody pink and purple.” Jovan said her jaw tense.
Ethan scratched his head. They certainly had a point. He knew if he had a son he wasn’t going in a pink and purple room. A little girl with jet-black curls and green eyes would though . Ethan shook his head. Christ, not five minutes ago I’d sworn off children. Now I’ve got a little girl? I’ve been hexed!
Jovan shared the conversation to André. What the hell does this guy want Ray for and why would he think she had a child?
I don’t know, Cherié. We met him at dinner. He planted a giant kiss on Savanah. Maybe he’s lying to you to get to her?
He’s not lying. He believes Raven had a baby, and he wants him. A son .
The look Jovan fired Ethan by all rights should have left him a giant ash pile. “Do you have the right address? Certainly somewhere, someone else had a baby you can go steal?”
Ethan held his heart, and with a little sarcasm added, “Ouch. First you puke on me and now you insult me.”
“That was you on the plane?” A sardonic half-grin worked its way onto her lips. “Trust me, it won’t be the last thing I do.”
Julian crashed through the window and flew across the room with unprecedented speed. André had his backside, with Ethan’s arms crossed and locked behind him before his next breath.
So shocked at the sight of the two men again, Ethan
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