“You should have seen him,” a deep voice that did not match Will Daley’s said. “He’s standing on that ramshackle porch of his with two babies and a dog and I swear he started to cry as we drove away. I’m pretty sure that blonde of his escaped at the earliest opportunity.”

He practically ran out the door because Ian Taggart was here, and if he was fucking up Remy’s job, they were going to have a problem.

Lisa laughed. “Are you insane? You left your precious baby girls with him?”

“No choice. It was that or take them with us to the hospital and watch them burn the place down before their baby brother could be born,” Tag replied. “Honestly, he turned out to be the best of my iffy babysitting choices. The girls lived and no one got shot with an arrow.”

“Poor Boomer,” Lisa said with a shake of her head. It sounded like everyone had heard about that night. “I heard Theo did a good job stitching him up.”

“Like Boomer noticed. Charlie made him a couple of hot dogs and he didn’t even sue. I had a long talk with Kenzie about that. Told her she was legally on her own when she starts hunting down the most dangerous prey.” Taggart looked up, one brow rising. “Hello, Remy, we were just talking about your secondary job.”

“I am way smarter now. I see you or Charlotte outside my door and I hide. Obviously, Lisa hasn’t learned that trick yet.” God, he hoped the kids weren’t here. Though at least he could bet Lisa wouldn’t storm out of the place like what’s her name had.

Lisa was smiling like nothing had gone wrong. She poured him a mug of coffee and handed it over. “Big Tag came by to check on me.”

“She hasn’t been in the club in a couple of months, and quite frankly my girls miss her,” Tag said.

Sure, that’s why he’d shown up out of nowhere. He wasn’t at all checking up on how this high-paid assignment was working out.

“I explained about the car,” Lisa said. “And he said no sob story was complete without bacon and walked over to the grocery store. Now we have bacon and eggs and pancakes for breakfast.”

“Her refrigerator was completely empty with the exception of a half a pizza and some highly suspect milk.” Taggart’s eyes had narrowed.

She flushed. “I’ve been way too busy to shop.”

A lie, but one to save her pride.