Madison.
Lyric introduced the woman as Taryn Erickson and he stifled
a laugh. He didn’t need Lyric to mouth the words intervention time to
know what she was up to, though it didn’t explain why they were at Grace’s
place when Grace wasn’t.
“Grace okay?” he asked.
“Oh yeah. She’s moving in with Cade and Mace.”
His jaw dropped, literally. For a moment he was speechless.
“Cade and Mace Benson?”
“The very same. Who knew that they had a thing for her, and
she apparently had a thing for them?”
He shook his head, clearing the surprise. “Does Michael
know?”
Lyric grinned. “He does now. Interesting thing, right before
Bulldog gave Grace her first case, he sent big brother to Atlantic City. Want
to bet whether or not Grandma Maguire had something to do with that?”
“No way.”
Lyric glanced at Madison, then back at him, her smile subtly
changing and making him suddenly feel like a mouse on the receiving end of a
cat’s attention. “Wonder what else Grandma M has been up to lately.”
His heart started banging. His eyes bored into Lyric’s, half
of him wanting to question her, half of him afraid of what she might reveal.
Self-preservation, and a knowledge of how Lyric operated,
had him saying, “If Grace is moving out, does that mean Taryn is moving in?”
Lyric laughed, eyes shining with the prospect of creating
mayhem—a mayhem meant to change lives for the better. “You got it. Grace is
clearing out her personal stuff but leaving the furniture and some other things
so Taryn can stay in the house while she helps with a case.”
Tyler shot a smile Taryn’s way. Did she have any clue what
she was in for?
He almost felt sorry for Cash. He also wondered if Kieran
had any idea that his wife was about to turn his partner’s life upside down.
Lyric turned toward Taryn. “Ready to head out?”
“You’re the boss.”
“I like the sound of that.”
To Tyler, Lyric said, “Call you soon with a chance to get
into another betting pool.”
Please let me avoid being the subject of one.
As if she’d heard his silent prayer, Lyric gave him another
cat-like smile, sending his pulse skittering before she got into the Jeep and
drove away.
“What’d Lyric mean by intervention time ?” Madison
asked as they began walking.
“I ended up with Daisy and Kiki because of a case Lyric had.
It’s the same case that led her to meeting Kieran, who she’s married to now,
and to his partner, Cash, meeting Taryn. According to Lyric, Cash has been
running from his fate ever since.”
Madison shook her head. “Should I feel sorry for Cash, or
Taryn?”
He laughed. “Good question since Lyric’s involved. But too
early to say.”
“And Grace? How’s she related to Lyric and Shane?”
“She’s a Montgomery cousin.”
They reached his house and went inside, both of them
crouching to remove the girls’ harnesses.
A shiver of heat went through Tyler. There was only one way
to interpret Lyric’s glance between him and Madison when taken with the smile
and the mention of Grandma Maguire—especially coming after the reveal about
Grace being involved with Cade and Mace. She’d been implying that this case
might also be a romantic intervention.
Looking at Madison, he wanted it to be true badly enough
that ache spread with each heartbeat. It’d be so easy to stand, to pull her
against his body and kiss her the way he’d wanted to all night, to strip her
out of her clothing and make love to her, knowing that doing it might lead to
Shane in bed with them.
Lyric was all about going for it . He was more
cautious.
Lyric’s knowing about his thing for Shane fed the hope that
somehow Madison’s entering his life and Shane’s had changed something. But in
all the years of Lyric being the only one to know his secret, of her actually
having a touch of sight , how many times had they talked about him
wanting Shane, only to end up at the same place—that the only way to determine
if Shane
Lyric introduced the woman as Taryn Erickson and he stifled
a laugh. He didn’t need Lyric to mouth the words intervention time to
know what she was up to, though it didn’t explain why they were at Grace’s
place when Grace wasn’t.
“Grace okay?” he asked.
“Oh yeah. She’s moving in with Cade and Mace.”
His jaw dropped, literally. For a moment he was speechless.
“Cade and Mace Benson?”
“The very same. Who knew that they had a thing for her, and
she apparently had a thing for them?”
He shook his head, clearing the surprise. “Does Michael
know?”
Lyric grinned. “He does now. Interesting thing, right before
Bulldog gave Grace her first case, he sent big brother to Atlantic City. Want
to bet whether or not Grandma Maguire had something to do with that?”
“No way.”
Lyric glanced at Madison, then back at him, her smile subtly
changing and making him suddenly feel like a mouse on the receiving end of a
cat’s attention. “Wonder what else Grandma M has been up to lately.”
His heart started banging. His eyes bored into Lyric’s, half
of him wanting to question her, half of him afraid of what she might reveal.
Self-preservation, and a knowledge of how Lyric operated,
had him saying, “If Grace is moving out, does that mean Taryn is moving in?”
Lyric laughed, eyes shining with the prospect of creating
mayhem—a mayhem meant to change lives for the better. “You got it. Grace is
clearing out her personal stuff but leaving the furniture and some other things
so Taryn can stay in the house while she helps with a case.”
Tyler shot a smile Taryn’s way. Did she have any clue what
she was in for?
He almost felt sorry for Cash. He also wondered if Kieran
had any idea that his wife was about to turn his partner’s life upside down.
Lyric turned toward Taryn. “Ready to head out?”
“You’re the boss.”
“I like the sound of that.”
To Tyler, Lyric said, “Call you soon with a chance to get
into another betting pool.”
Please let me avoid being the subject of one.
As if she’d heard his silent prayer, Lyric gave him another
cat-like smile, sending his pulse skittering before she got into the Jeep and
drove away.
“What’d Lyric mean by intervention time ?” Madison
asked as they began walking.
“I ended up with Daisy and Kiki because of a case Lyric had.
It’s the same case that led her to meeting Kieran, who she’s married to now,
and to his partner, Cash, meeting Taryn. According to Lyric, Cash has been
running from his fate ever since.”
Madison shook her head. “Should I feel sorry for Cash, or
Taryn?”
He laughed. “Good question since Lyric’s involved. But too
early to say.”
“And Grace? How’s she related to Lyric and Shane?”
“She’s a Montgomery cousin.”
They reached his house and went inside, both of them
crouching to remove the girls’ harnesses.
A shiver of heat went through Tyler. There was only one way
to interpret Lyric’s glance between him and Madison when taken with the smile
and the mention of Grandma Maguire—especially coming after the reveal about
Grace being involved with Cade and Mace. She’d been implying that this case
might also be a romantic intervention.
Looking at Madison, he wanted it to be true badly enough
that ache spread with each heartbeat. It’d be so easy to stand, to pull her
against his body and kiss her the way he’d wanted to all night, to strip her
out of her clothing and make love to her, knowing that doing it might lead to
Shane in bed with them.
Lyric was all about going for it . He was more
cautious.
Lyric’s knowing about his thing for Shane fed the hope that
somehow Madison’s entering his life and Shane’s had changed something. But in
all the years of Lyric being the only one to know his secret, of her actually
having a touch of sight , how many times had they talked about him
wanting Shane, only to end up at the same place—that the only way to determine
if Shane
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