condition.”
“So Valerie isn’t a prisoner, but I am?” Leigh asked sweetly.
Anders scowled. “Neither of you are prisoners, but it’s in your best interests to remain here. You, Leigh, because you could go into labor at any moment, and Valerie because—”
“I’m sure a quick drive to Valerie’s house and back wouldn’t be a problem,” Marguerite interrupted soothingly.
“I’d believe that if I didn’t know that Valerie lives in Cambridge, Marguerite,” Anders said dryly. “That’s a forty-five minute drive and if Lucian came back while we were gone—”
“He won’t,” Marguerite assured him. “A couple of new hunters flew in today and he’s meeting with them. He told me to tell Leigh to call if anything happened, but otherwise he’d be a little late.”
“We have new hunters?” Anders asked with surprise.
“Yeah,” Bricker said with a grin. “Lucian said with his men dropping like flies we needed the extra support.”
Valerie frowned. How dangerous was the job of hunting men like the one who had held her captive? Pretty dangerous, she guessed, but pushed that aside in favor of her worry over Roxy. The German shepherd was her responsibility . . . and she loved the dog. She wanted to know if she was all right and where she was. Shifting impatiently, she asked, “Leigh, can I use your phone?”
“Yes, of course, Valerie,” she said at once. “But what for?”
“I’m calling a taxi to take me home,” she answered, spotting the phone at the other end of the kitchen and heading for it.
“Oh.” Leigh smiled uncertainly at her and then turned to Anders and snapped, “Well?”
Valerie was picking up the phone when she heard Anders release an exasperated sigh.
“Fine,” he said curtly. “Hang up, Valerie. I’ll take you.”
Valerie hesitated, but then hung up and turned to face him. “Thank you,” she said quietly.
“Great,” Leigh said happily. “Maybe we can stop for ice cream on the way. I know this great place that sells Rocky Road sundaes with marshmallow topping and—”
“You’re not going,” Anders interrupted firmly. “I’ll take Valerie, but you’re staying here with Bricker. I’m not risking the wrath of Lucian so you can have ice cream.”
“That’s all right, Leigh,” Marguerite said reassuringly. “We’ll wait till they leave and then get Bricker to take us for ice cream . . . and maybe some shopping.”
“All right,” Leigh said, suddenly smiling, and then added excitedly, “Oooo, if Lucian’s going to be late, dinner out would be nice too, don’t you think?”
“Bricker is not taking you anywhere,” Anders said firmly.
Marguerite shrugged. “Then we’ll wait till he’s busy and take Leigh’s car and go ourselves.” She smiled sweetly at Anders and added, “He can’t watch us every minute. He’ll have to go to the bathroom sooner or later.”
Much to Valerie’s amazement, Anders actually growled under his breath with frustration. But then he threw up his hands in defeat and turned to head out of the kitchen saying, “Fine. Come with us. But it’s straight there and back. No stopping for ice cream. No lunch. No shopping. There and back and that’s it.”
“M mmm, this really is good,” Valerie murmured, dipping her spoon into her ice cream and scooping out a large mouthful.
“I told you it was.”
Valerie shifted around in the front seat and smiled at Leigh. The pregnant woman was seated between Bricker and Marguerite on the SUV’s backseat where all three of them were each gobbling up their own Rocky Road sundae with marshmallow topping, nuts, and a cherry.
“You were right.” Valerie assured her and then settled back in her seat, her gaze sliding to a scowling Anders in the driver’s seat. The man had been scowling since leaving the house. Her gaze dropped to the sundae sitting on the floor between them and she said, “You really should pull over and eat yours before it completely melts, Anders. It
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