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“They’re good. She naps two or three times during the day, but her pediatrician said because of the trauma and malnourishment that was to be expected, for now. She has put on almost two pounds in a short amount of time. I think she’s happy, too.” I frowned. “She also teething again, I think. It’s been a while since I’ve been around a baby full time.”
Posey laughed. The melodic sound went straight to my chest, mule kicking me with pleasure. I coveted hearing her joy. “She is almost seven months now. Cutting teeth is a never-ending cycle from now until she turns three.”
“Happy days,” I mumbled.
A knowing smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth. “Are there any concerns you have about her health or anything you might have noticed since Destiny has been with you?”
I shook my head. Unlike last time, the superiority complex little Miss Social Worker displayed wasn’t there. It was almost like she flipped a switch and was willing to help me. I’d have to keep a vigil over her.
“Then I think we’re almost done until the next time we meet.” Posey stood then and started for the door before she spun, almost smacking into my chest.
Instinctively, I braced her, holding her shoulders so she didn’t face plant. Didn’t need her trying to sue for insurance money. The second my fingertips grazed her soft tanned skin, electricity skirted up my arm and settled over my heart. A soft gasp fell from her lips as she stared up at me, shocked like I was that I touched her and hadn’t let go.
“You, okay?”
She nodded. “Yes. I meant to apologize for our brisk first meeting. I may have made some assumptions and treated you unfairly. I can see now you meant every word you said. This is my mea culpa to you.”
“I appreciate you—” My phone rang, cutting off the rest of my sentence. Holding up a finger, I answered the call, seeing Mack’s name on the screen. Perhaps he had the information I needed. “Hey, Mack. Good to hear from you. Posey is here now and she—”
“Have you turned on the television yet today?” Mack’s question made little sense. I never watched TV during the day unless something tragic happened.
“No,” I said, furrowing my brows. “Why?”
“Turn on the news,” Mack said. “Now.”
Posey’s body language flipped the second my shoulders sagged. She followed me back into the living room, where I did as Mack asked and turned on the flat screen. “Holy fuck.” There in fifty-five inches, 5HD quality picture was a scene outside the hospital where Waverly worked, and a ticker tape ran across the screen with the newest update. “Oh, shit.”
“Waverly’s inside, Hunter. Everything is so fucked up. We’re taking Jackson over there. You should be there too. We’re family now.” Mack’s tone was hollow, filled with such deep emotion, my stomach became a giant knot of anxiety. “I’ll let Cobi and Franks know you’re on the way.”
“Yeah, sure man. Of course. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” I ended the call, dropping onto the couch as the reporter described what happened inside the hospital the night before. A father had taken the whole Labor and Delivery floor hostage after his wife tragically passed away in an accident. “Posey... Miss Roberts, can I ask you for a favor?”
“Anything,” she said, concern filling her tone. “Would I be right to assume someone important works in that hospital?”
I swallowed hard and nodded. “Yeah, Mack’s little sister. My sister-in-law. Fuck...” I ran my hand over my hair. “I have to get to my family, but I don’t think taking Destiny with me is a good idea. Can you stay here and watch her for me? I know this doesn’t look good right now, but I can’t—”
Posey held up her hand. “Yes, you don’t have to ask. I’ll stay and help with Destiny. Your family is important to you, Hunter. Will your sister need someone to watch over her son as well?”
Fuck. Mack Jr. “Yes, she will. I don’t want to burden you with our issues right now.”
She waved me off. “You go help your family. I can be here today for you.” She picked up my phone, then asked me to unlock it for her. When I did, she put her number into my device and added it to speed dial. “Keep me in the loop. We’ll be fine here.”
Thank fuck. Because I didn’t think my family ever would be the same after this.
Chapter 4
Posey
It should feel uncomfortable being in Hunter’s home, right?
Or, well, being left alone in a man’s house I barely know, while babysitting his newly found daughter. Particularly when the man in question has been popping in and out of my head all day, every day, for the last two weeks.
Most notably at night.
Hunter Banks has been the leading man in every single one of my sexual fantasies. My explicit dirty dreams. Leading me to wake up, wet, achy, and panting with need.
To the point, several of those mornings, I went searching for those long-discarded vibrators I’d thrown haphazardly into my dresser drawers, hoping to find some kind of relief. It should’ve been weird, right? Fantasizing about a client I hardly knew.
But it wasn’t.
