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

The puppy hurried after her, stumbling over the loose end of a blanket until Grant scooped him up and tucked him beneath one arm.

A hard knock struck the front door.

“Mercer,” Dean called. “We need to finish our conversation.”

Grant froze for half a second. Dean knew his name now. He had either searched the property or found records before coming back.continue reading …