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didn’t want them to be the ones who had to make the decision to take the package from the dark-haired woman. They’d have to kill her in the process, that was evident, based on her personality and her relationship with her nephew.
“Fuck. I’ll see what I can do. Right now, I have plans to see to.” And a beautiful woman to go visit.
And the package.
The child, he told himself. You have to stop thinking of him as the package or you may call him that in front of them.
“Gillie.” He whispered the name in the dark. “Gillie.”
Not the package .
Gillie.
Chapter Thirteen
A lyssa covered the windows and lit some candles as darkness approached. She had to leave to teach later tonight, and she normally wouldn’t have candles lit on a night she had to leave—not a risk she wanted to take. But it seemed that sitting in total darkness while a man tried to visit with his son for the first time ever wouldn’t be appropriate.
Alyssa had saved some of dinner. Actually more than a little. She’d saved enough for two men.
Omar.
—if he returned.
Torrent.
—if he even showed up.
It was late already. Gillie’s eyes were closing.
No Torrent.
Still.
Jesse gave her a look but didn’t say a word. The look said it all. Are you sure about this? About him?
Alyssa looked away, turned to Gillie. “Let’s read a book.”
Gillie ran off and returned with his favorite book, a story about a bunny. It was falling apart, the glue coming loose, the pages dog-eared. His plump little fingers grasped it tightly. He dropped it in her lap and crawled up after it.
Alyssa situated him, nuzzling his freshly washed hair. As much as he loved the book, she knew he’d be out, fast asleep, in no time at all.
“Again, again,” Gillie prompted after she’d read it for the second time.
With a heavy sigh, she opened it up to page one again. “Last time, Gillie.” She kissed his forehead. “It’s getting late.”
Before she could read a word, a soft knock came from the door.
Jesse’s head snapped her way. She knew they were expecting Torrent, but at the same time, Omar had stormed off without keys. Could it be him? Or had Omar actually made connections within the privateers and they were here now?
Alyssa shrugged and indicated the door with a nod.
Jesse rose, waving Belinda and Sonya back. The two women backed up behind the screen that separated the kitchen from the living area.
In Alyssa’s line of sight, Jesse opened the door.
Tall, muscled, blond. A slow smile grew on his face, emphasizing his perfect teeth and blue eyes.
Torrent.
Extraordinarily handsome—more than a man should be able to be. Her heart skipped a beat. Alyssa mentally cursed herself for being so foolish about this man.
Was he her sister’s ex? A one-night stand? Why did her feelings for him leave her in such a conflict? She shouldn’t want her sister’s man. But her sister was dead, she reminded herself. Maybe he wasn’t her man, anyway. Could it have been a one-night mistake? Were Melissa and Torrent lovers, or was it a one-time thing? Or were they in school together and they’d had one night of passion, in the midst of… what?
Ugh. She was tiring of trying to think this through. She should just ask him.
Yeah, right. What would she say? Hey, did you love my sister, or was it a one-night hook-up?
Jesse was unmoving, staring at Torrent, sizing him up. That part was easy. The man was giant-sized.
“You must be Torrent.”
“You’re Alyssa’s brother…”
“Jesse. And that’s Belinda and Sonya. You already know Alyssa.” He stepped aside so Torrent could enter, then closed the door behind him.
Torrent stuck his hand out. Jesse shook it.
Belinda and Sonya were both staring at him as if they’d never seen a man before. Alyssa could understand that completely. She’d probably done the same thing when she first saw him, until he asked about Melissa and Gillie.
She looked down at Gillie. Damn. He’d fallen asleep. With a
“Fuck. I’ll see what I can do. Right now, I have plans to see to.” And a beautiful woman to go visit.
And the package.
The child, he told himself. You have to stop thinking of him as the package or you may call him that in front of them.
“Gillie.” He whispered the name in the dark. “Gillie.”
Not the package .
Gillie.
Chapter Thirteen
A lyssa covered the windows and lit some candles as darkness approached. She had to leave to teach later tonight, and she normally wouldn’t have candles lit on a night she had to leave—not a risk she wanted to take. But it seemed that sitting in total darkness while a man tried to visit with his son for the first time ever wouldn’t be appropriate.
Alyssa had saved some of dinner. Actually more than a little. She’d saved enough for two men.
Omar.
—if he returned.
Torrent.
—if he even showed up.
It was late already. Gillie’s eyes were closing.
No Torrent.
Still.
Jesse gave her a look but didn’t say a word. The look said it all. Are you sure about this? About him?
Alyssa looked away, turned to Gillie. “Let’s read a book.”
Gillie ran off and returned with his favorite book, a story about a bunny. It was falling apart, the glue coming loose, the pages dog-eared. His plump little fingers grasped it tightly. He dropped it in her lap and crawled up after it.
Alyssa situated him, nuzzling his freshly washed hair. As much as he loved the book, she knew he’d be out, fast asleep, in no time at all.
“Again, again,” Gillie prompted after she’d read it for the second time.
With a heavy sigh, she opened it up to page one again. “Last time, Gillie.” She kissed his forehead. “It’s getting late.”
Before she could read a word, a soft knock came from the door.
Jesse’s head snapped her way. She knew they were expecting Torrent, but at the same time, Omar had stormed off without keys. Could it be him? Or had Omar actually made connections within the privateers and they were here now?
Alyssa shrugged and indicated the door with a nod.
Jesse rose, waving Belinda and Sonya back. The two women backed up behind the screen that separated the kitchen from the living area.
In Alyssa’s line of sight, Jesse opened the door.
Tall, muscled, blond. A slow smile grew on his face, emphasizing his perfect teeth and blue eyes.
Torrent.
Extraordinarily handsome—more than a man should be able to be. Her heart skipped a beat. Alyssa mentally cursed herself for being so foolish about this man.
Was he her sister’s ex? A one-night stand? Why did her feelings for him leave her in such a conflict? She shouldn’t want her sister’s man. But her sister was dead, she reminded herself. Maybe he wasn’t her man, anyway. Could it have been a one-night mistake? Were Melissa and Torrent lovers, or was it a one-time thing? Or were they in school together and they’d had one night of passion, in the midst of… what?
Ugh. She was tiring of trying to think this through. She should just ask him.
Yeah, right. What would she say? Hey, did you love my sister, or was it a one-night hook-up?
Jesse was unmoving, staring at Torrent, sizing him up. That part was easy. The man was giant-sized.
“You must be Torrent.”
“You’re Alyssa’s brother…”
“Jesse. And that’s Belinda and Sonya. You already know Alyssa.” He stepped aside so Torrent could enter, then closed the door behind him.
Torrent stuck his hand out. Jesse shook it.
Belinda and Sonya were both staring at him as if they’d never seen a man before. Alyssa could understand that completely. She’d probably done the same thing when she first saw him, until he asked about Melissa and Gillie.
She looked down at Gillie. Damn. He’d fallen asleep. With a
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