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something that was all woman. Something warm and silky. Something that triggered his asinine male brain into thinking that kissing her was a good idea after all.
Her eyelids fluttered down. A velvety feminine sound left her mouth. Her body moved slightly closer, brushing against his.
Everything about her was soft. Her skin. Her scent. Even that clingy cotton dress that was now pressed against his jeans and shirt.
“This shouldn’t happen,” she whispered.
Even though her voice was soft as well, it was the hard mental slap that Jackson needed. He jerked back and tried to rein in that stupid urge to haul her to him and kiss her until neither one of them had any breath left.
“Sorry,” he mumbled.
He was ready to fumble with an explanation about the danger creating the heat between them, but thankfully the house phone on his desk rang. He felt thankful for a moment before he remembered this was the line his staff would use if there were any other problems with security.
Jackson hurried into his office to grab the phone.
“It’s me,” Steven Perez said. With just those two words, Jackson could hear the concern in his house manager’s voice.
“A problem?” Jackson asked.
“Could be. Ryan Cassaine is at the front gate.”
The adoption attorney. “Why is he here?”
“He won’t say. He claims it’s important, but I checked your calendar, and you don’t have any appointments.”
No. But he did want to see Ryan so he could clarify that everything had been aboveboard with the adoption. “Let him in,” Jackson instructed.
“He’s not alone,” Steven interjected. “He has a woman with him. Shannon Wright.”
Jackson thought he might have misheard. “Shannon Wright?”
“Yes, sir. She’s one of the two women you asked me to investigate.”
He had indeed. Jackson had asked Evan and the sheriff to do the same. After all, Shannon Wright was a suspect in the disappearance of Bailey’s son. The hired gun had also used his cell to call her. “What does she want? And better yet, why is she here with my adoption attorney?”
“Neither one of them is volunteering much to me, but Shannon is insisting that she talk to you. She says she has to tell you something important about your son.”
Chapter Six
Everything seemed to be happening so fast that Bailey had trouble catching her breath. In the past twenty-four hours, she’d encountered an armed intruder, saw the precious child that might be her own and had flirted with danger by nearly kissing Jackson.
And now a suspect she’d been trying to question for four months had shown up on Jackson’s doorstep.
What the heck was going on?
That was something she didn’t get a chance to ask Jackson, because the moment he gave his house manager permission to escort Shannon Wright and Ryan Cassaine onto the estate, Jackson began a flurry of calls.
Some of those calls involved background requests on Shannon, but most were about security and moving Caden to the panic room. However, he also phoned Evan, his business manager, to see if he knew anything about this visit. Judging from what she could hear, Evan didn’t have a clue, but he was on his way back out to the estate as well.
Maybe with the DNA results.
As critical as those results were, however, Bailey had to put the thought of them aside so she could focus on this meeting. Was it possible Shannon had come to confess that she had indeed taken Caden? If so, that could be as critical as the DNA results.
“Come with me,” Jackson told Bailey when he ended the call. “I don’t want this meeting to take place in the house while Caden is here.”
Bailey agreed. She had no idea what the attorney’s role in any of this was, but Shannon was a suspect in a newborn’s kidnapping. Plus, the intruder had called Shannon. Her number was on his cell phone, and Bailey wanted an explanation for that, along with the rest.
“Shannon could be armed,” Bailey pointed out as she followed Jackson down the
Her eyelids fluttered down. A velvety feminine sound left her mouth. Her body moved slightly closer, brushing against his.
Everything about her was soft. Her skin. Her scent. Even that clingy cotton dress that was now pressed against his jeans and shirt.
“This shouldn’t happen,” she whispered.
Even though her voice was soft as well, it was the hard mental slap that Jackson needed. He jerked back and tried to rein in that stupid urge to haul her to him and kiss her until neither one of them had any breath left.
“Sorry,” he mumbled.
He was ready to fumble with an explanation about the danger creating the heat between them, but thankfully the house phone on his desk rang. He felt thankful for a moment before he remembered this was the line his staff would use if there were any other problems with security.
Jackson hurried into his office to grab the phone.
“It’s me,” Steven Perez said. With just those two words, Jackson could hear the concern in his house manager’s voice.
“A problem?” Jackson asked.
“Could be. Ryan Cassaine is at the front gate.”
The adoption attorney. “Why is he here?”
“He won’t say. He claims it’s important, but I checked your calendar, and you don’t have any appointments.”
No. But he did want to see Ryan so he could clarify that everything had been aboveboard with the adoption. “Let him in,” Jackson instructed.
“He’s not alone,” Steven interjected. “He has a woman with him. Shannon Wright.”
Jackson thought he might have misheard. “Shannon Wright?”
“Yes, sir. She’s one of the two women you asked me to investigate.”
He had indeed. Jackson had asked Evan and the sheriff to do the same. After all, Shannon Wright was a suspect in the disappearance of Bailey’s son. The hired gun had also used his cell to call her. “What does she want? And better yet, why is she here with my adoption attorney?”
“Neither one of them is volunteering much to me, but Shannon is insisting that she talk to you. She says she has to tell you something important about your son.”
Chapter Six
Everything seemed to be happening so fast that Bailey had trouble catching her breath. In the past twenty-four hours, she’d encountered an armed intruder, saw the precious child that might be her own and had flirted with danger by nearly kissing Jackson.
And now a suspect she’d been trying to question for four months had shown up on Jackson’s doorstep.
What the heck was going on?
That was something she didn’t get a chance to ask Jackson, because the moment he gave his house manager permission to escort Shannon Wright and Ryan Cassaine onto the estate, Jackson began a flurry of calls.
Some of those calls involved background requests on Shannon, but most were about security and moving Caden to the panic room. However, he also phoned Evan, his business manager, to see if he knew anything about this visit. Judging from what she could hear, Evan didn’t have a clue, but he was on his way back out to the estate as well.
Maybe with the DNA results.
As critical as those results were, however, Bailey had to put the thought of them aside so she could focus on this meeting. Was it possible Shannon had come to confess that she had indeed taken Caden? If so, that could be as critical as the DNA results.
“Come with me,” Jackson told Bailey when he ended the call. “I don’t want this meeting to take place in the house while Caden is here.”
Bailey agreed. She had no idea what the attorney’s role in any of this was, but Shannon was a suspect in a newborn’s kidnapping. Plus, the intruder had called Shannon. Her number was on his cell phone, and Bailey wanted an explanation for that, along with the rest.
“Shannon could be armed,” Bailey pointed out as she followed Jackson down the
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