As the song ended, JJ shook her head. “We need more children.”

“Princesa, what do you mean?” Caz asked.

“It felt like I’d fallen through a space-time continuum and landed in an overly-testosteroned, Alaskan version of The Sound of Music. But we don’t have enough children to do it justice.”

Making a tsking sound with his tongue, Caz shook his head sadly. “I need to budget your science fiction reading.”

With a threatening sound, JJ bounced a blueberry off his shoulder.

Audrey grinned. JJ giving up SFF would happen about…never.

“What’s The Sound of Music?” Regan asked.

“A romantic musical.” Hawk chuckled and pointed at Bull. “The sarge would’ve tossed him in the river for singing it.”

Bull laughed and agreed.

It was amazing to see Hawk laughing more. As Audrey smiled, she noticed he and Kit were working so close together their shoulders rubbed.

Now, wasn’t that interesting?

Gabe grinned. “You should watch the movie with JJ and your father, Regan. Especially your father.”

A knife landed between Gabe’s knees, far too close to his boy parts.

“Behave, Cazador.” Audrey scowled. “You’re setting a poor example for your child.” And that was something she’d been thinking of a lot in the last week.

Caz blinked, noticed JJ was nodding, and sighed. “Sorry.”

Gabe’s lips quirked up. “Excellent reprimand, Goldilocks.”

“It was,” Bull called. “She’s got that pissed-off-mommy tone down pat.”

Oh no.

She had sounded just like Kit and JJ when they scolded the children. Which meant she really, really needed to talk with Gabe.

Pushing to her feet, she poured her berries into JJ’s bag and grabbed Gabe’s hand. “Come and walk with me.”

He gave her an odd look, then strolled with her toward a small cluster of trees.

Behind her, Hawk said, “Walk with me—pure Doc Grayson.”

Bull laughed. “Words to strike fear into any soul. ‘Let’s take a walk, Bull’.”

What? Oh, right. Doc Grayson was the psychologist who’d visited the boys. No wonder Gabe had looked at her funny.

“Uh, Gabe. I’m not planning to psychoanalyze you.”

“There’s a relief.”

Audrey choked on a laugh.

In the shady grove, the temperature dropped several degrees to pleasantly cool, and the air held the tangy sweet scent of evergreens.

“We’re out of sight. Very nice.” Smiling, Gabe put his arms around her and drew her close. Hand cupping her ass, he tangled his fingers in her hair to pull her head back so he could kiss her, long and deep. Then nuzzling her cheek, he whispered, “Was this the reason you led me back here?”

Oh boy. Whenever he pulled her against his rock-hard body, or face it, any time he touched her, her heart sped up, and her brain went foggy with lust.

“Yes.” Her voice came out husky, breathless. “No, wait. No. I mean, I need to talk to you. Talk.”