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Chapters (52)
  1. Cover
  2. Book Description
  3. Books By Rachel Grant
  4. Dedication
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Chapter Thirty-Two
  37. Chapter Thirty-Three
  38. Chapter Thirty-Four
  39. Chapter Thirty-Five
  40. Chapter Thirty-Six
  41. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  42. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  43. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  44. Chapter Forty
  45. Chapter Forty-One
  46. Chapter Forty-Two
  47. Chapter Forty-Three
  48. Chapter Forty-Four
  49. Epilogue
  50. Fiona Carver Series
  51. Flashpoint Series
  52. About the Author

She was so enamored of her perfect little wonder, she barely registered the passing-the-placenta part of the process.

Xavier was equally in awe, and the look on his face as he held their baby for the first time was yet another high.

At some point during their hazy first hours of parenthood, they learned Undine had gone into labor. She and Luke were down the hall.

Labor, delivery, and aftercare rooms were all one at the medical center, and Xavier spent the night in a large reclining chair next to her bed while she slept—or, at least, tried to sleep—with their daughter in her arms.

The next day, they learned Undine also had a girl in the wee hours of the morning. Their daughters’ birthdays were just a day apart.

Jae arrived with George to meet the baby at the start of visiting hours. They’d requested these two men be the first guests for a reason. Audrey was sitting up in the bed holding the baby when George entered the room, a wooden seal carved and painted in the Coast Salish style in his hands. “For the baby’s room.”

“Oh, George, that’s beautiful. Thank you so much.”

Xavier took the carving, freeing George’s hands.

“Do you want to hold her?” Audrey asked the elder.

“I’m a bit out of practice when it comes to babies. Never had any of my own kids. Just nieces and nephews.”

She placed her daughter in his hands, and he held her out, his large palm supporting her head, her swaddled body resting on the length of his arm. “Well, aren’t you a little beauty,” he whispered in the softest, cooiest voice she’d ever heard him use. His gaze flicked from Audrey’s to Xavier’s. “What’s her name?”

Xavier squeezed her hand as she said, “Georgina Jae Rivera.”

Both men looked up sharply, and George said, “Georgina?”

At the same time, Jae said, “Jae?”

“Yes. Because she wouldn’t be here if not for either of you.”

“Luke is gonna be pissed,” Jae quipped.

“He’s got his own daughter to name now,” Xavier said with a laugh.

George pulled Georgina to cradle her against his chest. “Georgina Jae,” he murmured, and she could swear she saw a tear in his eye. He looked up. “I’m honored.”

Jae reached for the baby. “My turn, old man.” He took the sleeping baby and held her against his chest and whispered, “Someday, I’m going to tell you all the ways your dad got in trouble when he was a kid.”

“Crap,” Xavier muttered. “Sorry, Aud, we’re doomed. Maybe we should move after all.”

She chuckled. “Not a chance. If Jae has kids, you can threaten him with the same thing. You know, like that time you both got arrested for grand theft auto…”

“Damn, he told you?”

“That and soooo much more.”