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Chapters (45)
  1. Also by
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. CHAPTER ONE
  5. CHAPTER TWO
  6. CHAPTER THREE
  7. CHAPTER FOUR
  8. CHAPTER FIVE
  9. CHAPTER SIX
  10. CHAPTER SEVEN
  11. CHAPTER EIGHT
  12. CHAPTER NINE
  13. CHAPTER TEN
  14. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  15. CHAPTER TWELVE
  16. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  17. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  18. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  19. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  20. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  21. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  22. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  23. CHAPTER TWENTY
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  33. CHAPTER THIRTY
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  43. CHAPTER FORTY
  44. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  45. EPILOGUE

She turned as the women walked into the kitchen. “Edge brought pizza. There’s soft drinks and beer in the fridge.” Grabbing a Bud Light for herself and one for Edge, she handed him a bottle.

Callie grabbed a beer. “I turned twenty-one while you were gone.” She cranked the cap off the bottle and held it up. “I’m finally legal.”

“Oh, that’s right! Happy birthday!” Skye smiled. “We need to celebrate. You can’t have a twenty-first birthday and spend the night at home.”

“I . . . umm . . . went out with Detective Powers that night.”

Skye remembered him. Buzz-cut brown hair, muscular, and good-looking.

“He convinced Conn I’d be safe with him,” Callie said.

“Or maybe not,” Edge drawled, a protective note in his voice.

Callie laughed. “He’s only twenty-five, and he was a perfect gentleman. But thanks for your concern.”

Lila smiled softly as she picked up a soda. “No alcohol for me. Not for a while.”

By now, everyone, including Edge, knew about the baby. “Congratulations,” he said.

Callie reached over and squeezed Lila’s hand. “I know it must be scary, but whatever happens, we’ll figure it out.”

Lila smiled.

They finished the pizzas. The girls helped pick up the trash, then disappeared back into the guest room.

“We need to talk,” Edge said, as soon as they were alone.

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

WITH SO MUCH UNSETTLED BETWEEN THEM AND NO IDEA WHERE the conversation was headed, Skye just looked up at him.

“About Petrov,” Edge added. He grabbed another beer out of the fridge and handed her a second one.

Skye cranked off the cap and took a swallow. At least they were back on familiar ground. “I assumed you would turn that information over to Agent Cross.”

“I’m thinking about it. But if Henson’s right and this guy, Petrov, has law enforcement on his payroll, the investigation might not go anywhere. Petrov could walk, and before long he’d be starting his drug operation all over again.”

“So you’re thinking . . . what?”

“I’m thinking I might go to Vegas, do a little digging myself. The idea of Petrov just finding another stooge and starting all over doesn’t sit right with me.”

Skye had been thinking the very same thing. “Doesn’t work for me, either.”

“I’m not asking you to go. I’m just telling you what I’m going to do.”

“Don’t insult me.”

His sexy mouth curved. “Sorry.” He took a drink of beer. “So I guess we’re both going to Vegas.”

Which meant this thing between them wasn’t over. Skye thought of Edge’s hot kisses in the cabin in Chamaya, thought of his lean, strong hands moving over her body, and heat slid into her core.

Oblivious to her thoughts—thank God—Edge tipped up his beer and took a swallow. “After I left the office this morning, I talked to Zoe about Petrov.”