The Note in the Baby’s Bag Named the Man Who Came Knocking

her spine rose. She wasn’t confused by Dean Hollis. She remembered him.

Grant opened the door another inch, just enough to keep the dog behind his leg. “What’s the baby’s name?”

Dean’s gaze flicked toward the carrier. “Ethan.”

From the stove came a small, restless cry.

Dean’s companion shifted his weight. Dean corrected himself too quickly. “That’s what continue reading …