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intending to rob them, and well,
as you can see, they took care of it.”
    Not what happened at all, and Neal was
pretty sure that anyone who Bronwyn hadn’t “adjusted” to see things this way
could tell. The man had been killed and that was all that was correct in the
statement. When the police said they could go, he had to remind Rayne that her
mom was at his mom’s home or she would have gone to her own place. The ride in
Ryland’s car to the house was made mostly in silence. Bronwyn was the only one
talking and she was doing it a mile a minute.
    “Mom had the cook make something that
could wait, not knowing when you shut your shop down.” Bronwyn looked at him
and smiled. “It’s been a while since we’ve had a big dinner at your mom’s
house. She said she wanted to do it more often, especially after the—”
    “Pull over, I’m sick.” Ryland jerked the
wheel to the side of the road and stopped the car just as Rayne leapt from it. When
Neal made to follow her, Bronwyn stopped him.
    “She might need a minute or two. Apparently
this happens when she’s really upset, and I’d say this qualifies.” She nodded
after a few more minutes. “Go to her, but, Neal, you might want to tread
lightly. She’s really close to the edge right now.”
    He nodded and moved out of the car to
where he could see her outline. Bronwyn handed him a few things as he was
slipping out and he put them in his pockets. He walked up beside her but didn’t
touch her for fear of upsetting her. She looked at him when he handed her his handkerchief.
    “I killed that man and there was no way
that anyone looking at him would see anything but murder.” He took her hand and
held it, just glad for the contact. “What did she do to them? Fuck with their
mind so they’d see it her way?”
    “Pretty much I would say. She’s really
good at it and….” He closed his mouth on the rest of that thought. He’d been
about to tell her that Bronwyn could do all sorts of things to one’s mind, but
thought that might be a little too much.
    “He was going to kill me. He was sent
there to kill me and he was being paid to do so.” He looked back at the car and
wondered if Bronwyn had gotten who had sent him to kill Rayne and almost missed
what Rayne said. “I would very much appreciate it if you would tell your family
that―”
    He cut her off with his mouth. He didn’t
want to hear anything she might say about them not seeing each other, about her
not wanting him to come to work with her. He wanted to be with her. He wasn’t
stupid enough to think he could protect her by being there, because she’d
proved tonight that she could do that without him. He deepened the kiss and
pulled her closer to his body. She moaned when he cupped her ass and rocked
into her hard.
    “Please don’t do this.” He licked a path
along her throat and felt her body shiver. He wanted to bite her, wanted to
mark her, but held off. He wasn’t sure what would happen if he did, and as much
as he thought about taking the chance, he did want her to trust him. Lifting
his head, he kissed her mouth tenderly and held her under his chin.
    “I don’t want to talk about you not
wanting me around you please. We have something going here and I don’t want to
fuck it up by upsetting you anymore. You’ll come to our house; we’ll eat, then
if you’re not too tired, we’ll talk. But not right now.”
    She nodded. “Neal, this won’t change my
mind. You and I aren’t going to happen. I don’t want a mate.”
    He didn’t point out that she already had
one, but led her back to the car. Bronwyn smiled at them both from the front
seat and then turned to Ryland. He nearly pulled into moving traffic when she
told him she thought she was in labor.
    Rayne reached for her hand, and Bronwyn
took it. He could see the difference in her face immediately. It took him a few
seconds to realize they were still headed to his mom’s house and not the
clinic. He started to say something