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“Where are they?”
“With your mother. She thinks I’m doing her a favor. Anyway, that’s what took me so long to get here. I had to take the twins to her. Then I had to figure out what you’d do if you were trying to keep anyone from knowing where you were.”
“I’m going to turn you over my knee,” he said, and he looked as if the thought gave him immense satisfaction. “You’re not getting out of it this time.”
“You can’t,” she said smugly. “I’m pregnant again.”
Rachel had been enjoying the spectacle of Grant Sullivan driven to frustration by his pretty, dark-eyed wife, but now she felt almost sorry for him. He went pale.
“You can’t be.”
“I wouldn’t bet on that,” Kell put in, enjoying this turn of events as much as Rachel.
“The twins are just six months old,” Grant croaked.
“I know that!” Jane replied, her face indignant. “I was there, remember?”
“We weren’t going to have any more for a while.”
“The thunderstorm,” she said succinctly, and Grant closed his eyes. He was really white by now, and Rachel was moved to pity.
“Let’s go inside, where it’s cooler,” she suggested, opening the screen door. She and Kell went inside, but no one followed them. Rachel peeked out the door; Jane was wrapped in her husband’s muscular arms, and his blond head was bent down to her dark one.
Oddly, that sight added a little more to Rachel’s inner pain. “They made it,” she whispered.
Kell’s arms slid around her waist, and he pulled her back against him. “He isn’t in it now, remember? He was retired before they ever met.”
Rachel wanted to ask why he couldn’t retire, as well, but kept herself from voicing the question. What had been right for Grant Sullivan wasn’t right for Kell Sabin; Kell was one of a kind. Instead she asked, “When do you leave?” She should have been proud that her voice was so steady, but pride didn’t mean anything to her at this stage. She would have begged him on her knees if she thought it would work, but his dedication was more than lip service.
He was silent for a moment, and she knew she wouldn’t like the answer, even though she was expecting it. “Tomorrow morning.”
So she had one more night, unless he and Sullivan planned to spend most of it working out the details of their objective.
“We’re turning in early,” he said, touching her hair, and she twisted in his arms to meet his midnight eyes. His face was remote, but he wanted her; she could tell it by his touch, by something fleeting in his expression. Oh, God, how could she ever stand to watch him leave and know that she’d never see him again?
Jane and Grant came inside, and Jane’s face was radiant. Her eyes widened with delight when she saw Rachel in Kell’s arms, but something in their expressions kept her from saying anything. Jane was nothing if not intuitive. “Grant won’t tell me what’s going on,” she announced, and crossed her arms stubbornly. “I’m going to follow you until I find out.”
Kell’s black brows lifted. “And if I do tell you?”
Jane considered that, looking from Kell to Grant, then back to Kell. “You want to negotiate, don’t you? You want me to go back home.”
“You are going back home,” Grant said quietly, steel in his voice. “If Sabin wants to fill you in, that’s up to him, but this new baby gives me twice the reason to make sure you’re safe on the farm, instead of risking your neck chasing after me.”
There was a glint in Jane’s eyes that made Rachel think Sullivan would have a fight on his hands, but Kell forestalled that by saying, “All right, I think you deserve to know what’s happened, since Grant’s involved in it now. Let’s sit down, and I’ll fill you in.”
“On a ‘need to know’ basis,” Jane guessed accurately, and Kell gave her his humorless smile.
“Yes. You know there are always details that can’t be discussed, but I can tell you most of it.”
They sat around the table, and Kell sketched in the main points of what had happened, the implications and why he needed Grant. When he had finished Jane looked at both the men for a long time, then slowly nodded. “You have to do it.” Then she leaned forward, planted both hands on the table and bent an uncompromising look on Sabin, who met it squarely. “But let me tell you, Kell Sabin, that if anything happens to Grant, I’ll come after you. I didn’t go through all that trouble to get him for anything to happen to him now.”
Kell didn’t respond, but Rachel knew what he was thinking. If anything happened it wasn’t likely that he would survive, either. She didn’t know how she knew what was in his mind, but she did. Her senses were locked on Kell, and his slightest gesture or change of tone registered on her nerves with the force of an earthquake on the most sensitive seismograph.
Grant stood up, drawing Jane up to stand beside him. “It’s time we got some sleep, since we’re leaving so early in the morning. And you’re going home,” he said to his wife. “Give me your word.”
Now that she knew what was involved, Jane didn’t argue. “All right. I’ll go home after I pick up the twins. What I want to know is when I can expect you back.”
Grant glanced at Kell. “Three days?”
