She bit her lip as she drank me in. “Nope…not at all.” She studied me for a second longer, then shook her head and muttered something that sounded like, “If I were ten years younger…”

I smiled to myself at her comment, then pulled out my phone. Seeing a missed call and a voicemail from Kiera made my grin grow. I listened to the message as I followed the woman off the plane. Kiera was concerned about me telling Griffin he was about to be a father. Or more accurately, Anna was the one concerned about it. That made me frown as I stepped into the airport. Griffin as a dad. Jesus. But that was assuming Anna kept the baby…and let Griffin anywhere near it.

I almost wanted to call Anna directly, try and plead Griffin’s case for him, but it wasn’t my place. And there wasn’t anything I could say that Anna didn’t already know. She knew exactly who Griffin was and how he would be with a child. It was…difficult to picture. He was just so fucking irresponsible. And he abhorred commitment. The band was just about the only thing he’d ever put an ounce of effort into, and sometimes even that felt…like he’d grow tired of it and walk away one day. But a baby…there was no walking away from that. Or at least, he shouldn’t walk away from that. I knew what I wanted Anna to do, but I had no idea what she actually should do.

Pressing the button to call Kiera, I brought the phone to my ear. I laughed a little when she answered. “Hey, I just landed. Miss me already?”

Her voice low and seductive, she said, “Always.”

I smiled at the sentiment, feeling full of warmth and peace, then I asked about her message. “You said your sister was freaking out?”

Kiera sighed. “Yeah, she’s just afraid of Griffin finding out…before she’s ready to tell him.”

A weary sigh escaped me. Fucking Griffin. “I wouldn’t…that’s not my secret to share.” And I really hoped it wasn’t a secret that I would have to carry to my grave. She should tell him. Either way, Anna should tell him.

Kiera’s response gave me some hope. “Well, I think she will tell him, and I think she’s going to keep it…or her, I should say, since Anna is convinced she’s having a girl.”

That made me grin. With a soft laugh, I told her, “Let’s hope so. I think a baby girl to dote on is just what Griffin needs.” Maybe he’d learn a thing or two, start seeing women as more than just receptacles for his junk. Maybe.

Kiera suddenly asked a question that surprised me. “Would you want a baby girl one day?”