Cavanaugh on Call by Marie Ferrarella

Author:Marie Ferrarella
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-05-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

“Your two hours starts now,” Scottie said just as her partner rang the doorbell.

“I’ll synchronize my watch,” he deadpanned. A moment later the front door opened.

The former chief of police, Andrew Cavanaugh, looking decidedly younger than his age despite the mane of silver-gray hair, stood in the doorway. There was a warm smile on his unlined face as he looked from Bryce to her.

“I see you got her to come,” Andrew said with approval. “I knew you would.” He took Scottie’s hand in both of his, gently coaxing her across the threshold and into the house itself. “Come in, come in. I’m sure you know at least a few of the people here. If not, Bryce can serve as your guide. Get her something cool to drink, Bryce. You know where everything is,” he instructed, still holding Scottie’s hand sandwiched between his own.

“Noelle, Duncan and the baby are on the patio. They’ll be really glad to see you,” Andrew went on to tell her. A pulsing buzzer went off and he looked over his shoulder toward the kitchen, releasing her hand as he did so. “Sounds like part of the main course is done, so if you’ll excuse me.” Inclining his head, Andrew retreated, making his way to the kitchen.

“Well, you heard the man. Let’s get you watered and circulated,” Bryce told her with a laugh. He slipped his arm around her shoulders as if they had been friends and comrades-in-arms for years rather than just for a short while.

Drawing her toward the back of the sprawling, spacious house, weaving in between members of his family, Bryce leaned in and whispered into her ear. “This’ll all be painless, I promise.”

Right now, she wasn’t thinking about meeting new people. She was focusing on trying her best not to react to the way her partner’s warm breath had zipped along not just her ear, but her cheek and her neck, as well, stirring her the way she definitely didn’t want to be stirred.

“You don’t have to patronize me,” Scottie whispered back between gritted teeth.

“That wasn’t patronizing,” he told her in all innocence, still moving toward the patio. “That was just trying to calm you down.”

She was about to tell him she didn’t need that, either, but she never got the chance because, stepping out onto the patio, she suddenly found herself being swallowed up in a huge, enthusiastic hug.

“Thank you!” Duncan cried, all but lifting her off the floor. “Thank you for being there for Noelle and for bringing Scottie into the world.”

“‘Scottie’?” Scottie repeated, confused and trying desperately to get at least some of her bearings and her dignity back.

“Duncan, let her go before you break something,” Noelle ordered, looking incredibly well for a woman who had just given birth a few days ago. As her husband released Scottie, she explained, “We’re naming the baby after you.”

Scottie looked from Duncan, to Noelle, to the baby in the layette situated right beside Noelle’s patio chair.

“I don’t know what to

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