want to be a spy, I can check out
things from here.”
He dug in a toy chest under the window, tossing out toys left and right. An orange
ball bounced across the room and action figures clattered to the floor. “I have these
old binoc—binoco—How do you say it, Dad?”
“Binoculars.”
“Oh, yeah, binoculars.” Trent didn’t miss a beat resuming his chatter. “Anyway, I
can see really far with these. Grandpa gave them to me. I’ve got all kinds of spy
stuff. Dad said that if something ever happens and I need to find a hiding place,
I should come here and he’ll know where I am.”
Kelsey captured the orange ball with one hand as it rolled across the floor. “Do you
play out here a lot?”
Trent nodded, his brown hair flopping into his eyes. He swiped the hair away with
his grubby hand. “Mostly when Grandma says her ears need a break.”
Kelsey giggled and Kade grinned. He said, “Why don’t we show Kelsey around the ranch?”
“Sure.” Trent started to head out the door.
“Hold on,” Kade said. “Forgetting something, Trent?”
Trent turned back. “What?”
“Your toys.”
The boy scrunched up his face, wrinkling his nose. “Do I have tooooo?”
“Yes.” Kade gave Trent a look that said, right now.
Trent scooped up all his toys and tossed them into the box, the crash loud enough
to bring down the roof. After they were all picked up, he whirled and scampered out
the door and vanished into the windbreak.
Kelsey pitched the orange ball into the toy box, wondering where Trent had disappeared
to.
As she went through the little doorway on her hands and knees, she felt Kade’s gaze
on her backside. She didn’t know what got into her, but she paused for a moment. She
imagined Kade’s palm on her bottom, a slow rub that made Kelsey want to moan. Heat
burned her and she scrambled out into the trees.
After Kade crawled out, he shut the door and stretched his limbs. His muscles rippled
beneath his snug T-shirt, and she couldn’t help remember how good he had looked earlier,
clad only in boxers. Trent came crashing through the windbreak and grabbed Kelsey’s
hand, bringing her attention back to the boy. “Dad, let’s show her the plane.”
Kelsey’s voice pitched a little higher as she glanced at Kade. “Plane?”
He shrugged. “I told you, I’m a pilot. I have a twin-engine Cessna.”
“And it’s really, really cool.” Trent pulled her hand.
Goose bumps broke out up and down her arms as she forced herself to go with him through
the trees until she saw the small craft sitting on the dirt landing strip.
Kelsey stopped abruptly and Trent almost fell backward. “It’s, uh, nice.” As she grabbed
the boy’s shoulders and steadied him, her heart pounded and she felt blood drain from
her face. She swallowed, trying to force the lump out of her throat. “Ah... anything
else you want to show me? Your grandma’s garden?”
Trent pulled her hand. “I’ll show you the inside of the plane.” Panic gripped her
and she couldn’t get out a word.
“Trent!” Sadie’s cry came from the house. The woman had a mild easygoing manner about
her, but could she ever yell.
Kade watched Kelsey with a thoughtful expression as he patted his son’s shoulder.
“Better see what Grandma wants.”
Trent frowned and put his hands on his hips. “But, Dad, I wanna show Kelsey the plane.”
“Go.” Kade’s stern tone obviously meant he didn’t expect any further argument. “You
know your grandma doesn’t like it when you don’t answer right away.”
“Trent!” Sadie called again.
“But, Daaaaad.”
“Now.”
“All right,” the boy grumbled, and took off for the house, disappearing through the
trees.
Kade studied Kelsey for a moment before he said, “You like small planes less than
commercial airlines.”
“Far less.” She smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear and tried to stop her hands
from trembling. She turned her
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