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Yep. That’s exactly what she would do.

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Remy was pleasedthat the front door was still locked when he returned. Although he still wasn’t happy that Isa didn’t usually keep the door locked when she was home.

That was going to change.

Clearly, she needed some rules to help keep her safe.

Lucky for her, he was happy to provide them.

Unlocking the door, he stepped inside the house and heard the television going. At least she was no longer in the bath. He’d been a bit worried about leaving her, to be honest. She could have fallen asleep and drowned.

Yeah, he wouldn’t do that again.

Also, he needed to get her phone number so he could check in with her regularly.

As he stepped into the living room, he glanced at the sofa to find her sleeping. Her hair was a soft cloud of honey around her face. She was wearing a fluffy robe and had a pale pink blanket over her legs. But the cutest thing of all was the way she was sucking on her thumb.

He wondered if she did that a lot. Did she like the pacifier in her top drawer? Perhaps she hadn’t wanted to use it with him around.

Most likely, she’d fallen asleep without meaning to while watching cartoons on TV.

Moving to the kitchen, he turned the oven on and set their dinner in to keep it warm. He’d dropped all the cupcakes off to a surprised-looking Kiesha. She’d demanded to know where Isa was, but he’d ignored her.

Until Kiesha had threatened to call Ed.

So he’d had to explain that Isa was resting after baking a mountain of cupcakes and not to ask that much of her again.

Yeah, that hadn’t gone down well.

He might not be making too many friends in this town. He shrugged. Remy really didn’t care what people thought of him. He never had.

He’d never stuck around in a town long enough to worry about it. But also, he just didn’t like people that much.

They were generally assholes.

Except for his girl.

All right, he’d concede that a number of people here weren’t complete assholes. His boss, Clint, was actually a decent guy. He let Remy get on with what he did best without trying to pretend he knew better.

And some of Isa’s friends seemed like good people. He had a soft spot for Juliet and Georgina.

Remy drew the blanket up over her shoulders. Then he picked up the lightbulb he’d grabbed from the hardware store.

Walking outside, he found a stepladder in the garage, which he used to replace the security light bulb.

Something about this didn’t sit right with him. The bulb had been completely smashed, not just blown. Bits of glass everywhere. He’d tidied up all of that last night.

But now he was wondering how it had gotten that way.

Heading inside, he was tempted to pick Isa up and carry her to bed. However, she hadn’t eaten much today and she needed some good food.

Clearly, she had a tendency to push aside her needs when someone else needed her.

Grabbing some plates, he slid the food from the diner onto them and got some cutlery and drinks. Then he carried everything over and set it on the coffee table.

Now to wake her up.

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