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It didn’t take long to close in on the car The question was how to handle this

His first instinct was to shoot the man and ask questions later, but he knew that wasn’t the best way to proceed Killing Dale’s father, assu to help the boy become a well-adjusted adult Even if it would ensure Isabelle’s safety

As far as he could see, they were just sitting in the front seat, chatting No one was angry No fists were flying

Caution was probably best, though not necessarily the

Grant appeared by the driver’sand tapped on the glass

The shocked look that crossed Wyatt’s face--and it had to be Dale’s father, because the family resemblance was uncanny--pleased Grant Wyatt hadn’t seen hiht pop up again

"Out of the car, Dale," said Grant, knowing the boy could hear hilass

Dalehis ar yet," he told Grant

The te harder and harder to resist, but Grant was h to control himself He crossed his arms over his naked chest and stuck a patient, carefree pose "Fine I’m sure the cops will sort it all out"

"You called the fucking cops!"

As if orchestrated by a ht air "What do you think?"

"Shit! Get out of the car, boy"

Dale did as he was ordered while the Tempo rattled to life Dale had barely cleared the car before it took off in a screech of tires

Isabelle ran across the lawn and down the street with her glossy hair flying out behind her She didn’t stop until she’d caught Dale in a nearly s embrace "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

Dale stood stiff in her ar humiliated in front of the cops, ere sure to pull up at any s in front of a bunch of grown ed at the fluffy bathrobe Isabelle had brought out with her "That for me?" he asked Isabelle

She pulled away fro off the n the street Granton the robe and tucked his weapon into one of the deep pockets

Lights in the neighboring houses started flipping on one after another, and anxious faces peered out And he was freezing his ass off

"I suggest weboth Isabelle and Dale by the ar toward the house

They made it as far as the front door when a pair of police officers caught up with them

Grant wanted to speak to them, but he preferred not to do it in a pink bathrobe that barely stretched over his shoulders Especially not one with a weapon in the pocket that would raise all kinds of unnecessary questions

He said loud enough for the cops to hear, "I’ht back," before running up the stairs two at a tiht All she could think about were the things that could have happened to Dale if Grant hadn’t found him

Thank God Grant had been here and Dale was safe

Her hands shook with relief as she ru for the coffee can she was sure had to be in here somewhere She always drank tea, but she kept coffee on hand for guests Where the heck was it?

Tears blurred her vision,they wouldn’t be red and puffy when she went back in the living roo Dale She didn’t want hier it posed had upset her

Or how one out without even letting her know She’d thought he trusted her

Maybe she’d been wrong about a lot of things, includingthe decision to beco? She didn’t know anything about raising kids She hadn’t even had a norood example Who was she to think that she could help someone else when she was just as lost and confused as they were?

Isabelle stifled a sob and tried to pull herself together Dale was safe That’s what really s

Where the hell was that blasted coffee?

Isabelle was in the process of e the third cabinet onto the counter when Grant carateful Nearly-naked Grant was too h to deal ithout adding to it a pile of useless hor for?"

"The coffee I know there’s some in here so another one

Grant caers around her wrists, stilling her frantic motions He wrapped his ar Orhuood, so solid and reassuring she couldn’t help but lean into him just a little

The hard curves of his chest pressing against her back and the living war into hercomforted, and it shook her to the core