The Millionaires' Club: David, Clint & Travis: Entangled with a Texan / Locked up with a Lawman / Remembering One Wild Night. Laura Wright

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      “She’s fine. She likes her nanny and vice versa, so no problem there. So there’s nothing?”

      “There was one little incident that might not have anything to do with Jane Doe,” Clint said, rocking back on his heels with his hands jammed into his pockets.

      “What was that?” David asked.

      “Ryan was on watch in the early hours of the morning today. He went to the pop machine and was out of sight of her door for maybe less than a minute because it’s right down there a few yards,” Clint said, pointing behind David. “When he stepped back into the hall, a man was almost to her door. When Ryan appeared, the guy turned and left in a hurry.” Clint shrugged. “It may mean something and it may have been sheer coincidence. Had it happened in the middle of the day, Ryan wouldn’t have thought anything of it.”

      “If someone who’s searching for her has found where she is,” David said, “that’s not good news, either.”

      “I agree with you, but we may be jumping to the wrong conclusion.”

      “Under the circumstances, you guys take care,” David urged, glancing down the hall and seeing nurses and aides bustling in and out of hospital rooms. Two visitors strolled along the hall, looking at room numbers and disappearing into a room.

      “We’ll be careful and we’ll keep watch over her,” Clint promised.

      “Can I do anything?”

      “Nothing besides taking care of the woman’s baby,” Clint replied. “That’s enough.”

      “I’m heading back to the ranch now. I hope something changes here or someone learns something. Our Jane Doe didn’t just come out of a void. Someone must be searching for her. Someone must know her.”

      “Yeah, there may be a lot of someones.”

      David nodded and left, striding through the hospital and to his car with an uneasy feeling. The minute he stepped outside, he looked at his surroundings. His skin crawled as if he were being watched, yet he knew that was probably a foolish feeling. Still, his basic instincts about danger had protected him often in the past.

      He sat behind the wheel of the car and waited, his gaze searching the hospital grounds and parking lot as he watched for anything unusual. People came and went in the most ordinary way. Finally he switched on the ignition and left.

      It was late afternoon when David returned home. Marissa was in the family room on the floor changing Autumn, who was lying on a blanket. As David passed the open door, he called a greeting. His arms were ladened with boxes, and for a few minutes she could hear him making more trips to his car and returning with sacks. Then Marissa heard him talking to Gertie in the kitchen.

      Finally he came into the room, his green gaze meeting hers with the force of a blow. She was breathless, staring at him, reacting to nothing more than his gaze, but that was enough. The navy sweater and jeans complemented his black hair, and made him look very sexy.

      Knowing she shouldn’t stare, Marissa turned to pick up Autumn. When she did, David crossed the room to take the infant from her. “Let me hold her for a little while. I missed both of you,” he said quietly.

      “Did you get all your errands run?” she asked him, trying to ignore his remark about missing her. She smoothed her pale blue T-shirt into her jeans and then caught him watching her.

      “Yes, and I got that game you wanted for your nephew,” he said, mentioning the game she had on her list.

      “I can’t believe that you never played it,” she said, recalling their discussion earlier. “You don’t know some of the basic kid stuff. You didn’t know Bo-Peep. What kind of childhood did you have?”

      “Maybe not your run-of-the-mill nursery-rhyme-filled one,” he said lightly, “but I had a childhood.”

      “I’m beginning to doubt it. I need to get Autumn a bottle,” Marissa said, and David walked with her to the kitchen, which was filled with enticing smells from Gertie’s afternoon cooking. Marissa’s appetite had taken a nosedive, brought on by a running current of excitement over being near David, a condition she wished she could control.

      “I’m through now,” Gertie said, shedding her apron and getting her coat. “The table is set, everything is dished up and covered and ready. I’ll go, unless you have anything else you’d like done before I leave.”

      To David’s amusement, Gertie said all this to Marissa without once glancing in his direction. How had Marissa become the boss in his kitchen when he had been in charge here for years now?

      “No, thanks so much,” Marissa said. “Anything else that you want, David?”

      “Oh, no. Thanks, Gertie. We’ll see you tomorrow.”

      In seconds, she was gone, cold air wafting in from the door being opened. David stepped to the door to watch her walk to her house. He studied his surroundings until he was satisfied everything was safe.

      Autumn stirred and Marissa took the baby from him.

      “It’s time for her to eat. If you’re hungry and don’t want to wait, go ahead without me.”

      “I wouldn’t think of going ahead without you,” David drawled. “I’ve been looking forward to dinner with you all afternoon.”

      “Oh, my!” she sighed, giving him a wide-eyed look that made David’s pulse jump. She reacted, all right. In spite of her protests and logic and caution, she responded to him. He drew a deep breath, glancing at Autumn and knowing they had to take care of the baby right now and flirting with Marissa had to wait.

      “I’ll get her bottle ready,” he said, and left the room.

      Marissa watched him, her heart racing over his words and the look in his eyes. Since yesterday, she had lectured herself to keep her guard up. Did she want another heartache like her divorce? She knew the answer to that one. I nstinct told her that David would never be into anything lasting and she knew she would never be into anything casual.

      When David handed her a bottle for Autumn, Marissa sat in the rocker, settling the baby and watching her take her bottle. David moved around, turning on music, building a fire, finally sitting down near Marissa.

      “While you were in town, did you find out anything about Autumn’s mother?” Marissa asked.

      “I went by the hospital. Her condition hasn’t changed.”

      “Oh, I’m so sorry! Poor baby and poor Mommy,” Marissa said, tightening her arm slightly around Autumn, who was taking her bottle and watching Marissa with an intent stare.

      “I don’t suppose they know any more about your Jane Doe’s identity,” Marissa said. “If they did, I’m sure you’d tell me.”

      “That’s right. Every search is a dead end, and no one has popped up on missing persons lists who fits her description. It’s still a puzzle. She has to have family somewhere.”

      “Maybe not. Not everyone does.”

      He shrugged. “There are times СКАЧАТЬ