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Well, at least Murdoch hadn’t slept fully alone.
The woman had done an escape, apparently. Hell, he understood it. Had kind of anticipated it, really. She tended to bolt when things got scary on a personal level—her little sister had helpfully filled him in on that little personality quirk of Murdoch’s goddess back when Zoey was in the hospital.
The door opened. And there she was. His goddess. In sweats and a little pink T-shirt that got a man’s blood hopping instantly. Her hair was loose around her shoulders. Making his fingers itch, actually.
He stayed right where he was, as she grabbed her phone. And answered.
A minute later, his attention sharpened.
“You’re kidding me.Them? Seriously? That’s…insane. And there is no way I am tellinganyof the kids until we know for sure. They’ll go crazy excited. Especially Keller. I’ll get there as soon as I can. I’ll have to fly out of Dallas. Can someone from BR bring me everything we have?”
She went into the hall. Murdoch slipped from the bed and followed her. She was cooking something up in that gorgeous head of hers. And if she was going anywhere—he was going to be right there with her. He had the next three days off, after all. To get his personal life in order, before he finished with Garrity and Neil and got settled in the great Finley Creek, home of his Zoey Goddess.
Personal life in order meant…Zoey, of course. How could it not?
He was going to revise his “Seducing Zoey” plan.
Coming home to her had felt too damned right for him to ignore any longer.
Now, to convince her of that.
He stood right where he was in the hall now. And eavesdropped.
She looked up, her eyes meeting his. “I’ll book the first flight out I can get. Thanks, Syd. Take it easy, today, got me?”
Then she disconnected. And Murdoch swooped. “So…where are we going now? I take it our Sydster found something?”
“You won’t believe what she said. But…the guy has a tight schedule. I need to talk to him today—or I won’t be able to get to him for weeks.”
Murdoch Michael knew—his woman wasn’t going to take that for an answer. “So where are we going?”
She told him.
Then she told him why.
And told him she was going alone.
No. That wasn’t happening.
Yeah, this wasn’t one she was going on alone.
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The last placeshe imagined she’d ever end up looking for the lost children of Denise Daviess was Masterson County, Wyoming.
Zoey had been there once before. Her close friend Charlotte was there now. Making a movie documenting events that had happened to the family Charlotte had briefly lived with when she’d been a teenager grieving after the death of her mother.
Somehow, Sydney had done whatever it was Sydney did and made it happen.
But her shadow? The instant she’d told him where and why andwhohe’d turned all caveman. Told her she wasn’t going alone. He was going toprotecther.
They’d argued for five minutes about that very fact. Until the man had smiled, giving her that wicked grin, and scooped her close. Told her he loved it when they argued and always had. Then the man had proceeded to kiss her utterly senseless. By the time he pulled away and told her he’d book the flight for them both—while she showered—her brains had been so scrambled she’d have probably agreed to just about anything.
By the time she was out of the shower, he had everything ready to go, kissed her again, and whistled his way tohershower.
After telling her he’d just adore her forever. Whether she liked it or not. Zoey had no clue what she was supposed to do about the man at all.
She looked at him as he pulled the rental truckhe’drented and refused to let her pay for with the Blessed Reunions credit card—saying he was running away with her romantically—into the parking lot of the inn where Charlotte had told Zoey her target would be arriving.
