Babyjacked: A Second Chance Romance by Sosie Frost

Author:Sosie Frost [Frost, Sosie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-21T16:00:00+00:00

Sirens again.

I turned in the bed, pitching the pillow over my head. It didn’t block the noise. People shouting in the street. The squeal of tires.

Gunshots.

The flashing lights dazzled my room with reds and blues. I knew better than to go to the window, but I checked the time. Three in the morning.

I rolled over and plugged my fingers in my ears. No matter how many sirens and arrests, the neighborhood never seemed to get any safer.

Just a lot more tired.

Of everything.

The twist in my gut wasn’t a good reaction to the flash of the badge. The officer dressed in civilian clothes, but he pushed aside his suit jacket to keep the badge clear.

Like that would convince me to open the door.

My first forgotten instinct wasn’t how to hold my baby or soothe her cries.

It was a hesitance.

“Who is it?”

The rumbling, melting caramel voice answered with a confident warmth.

“Ironfield police. May I come in?”

The last thing I needed was for the neighbors in the fancy-pants penthouse to resent the lady with the screaming newborn and cops banging her door down. That’d make them circle the welcome wagons.

Besides—the flutter of hope returned.

Maybe he had good news? Maybe they figured out who I was.

Maybe they found Clue’s father?

I opened the door. My breath hitched.

If only amnesia struck twice so I could again fall in love at first sight.

The moment rushed past us too quickly, and I regretted the single heartbeat that stole the perfect infinity from me.

The police officer stood tall, proud, and with such confidence it was as if he bore the world on his broad shoulders and balanced it all with poise and strength. The crisp, immaculate suit stretched taut over his muscles. The button-down shirt and pressed slacks weren’t a patrolman’s uniform, but it still radiated authority.

He stared at me—his eyes a brighter blue than any uniform. They weren’t soft or inquisitive, but intelligent. He got all the answers he needed with a single glance, but the arch of his eyebrow could spill anyone’s secrets.

I swallowed hard, staring at this beautiful man. He wore his hair longer than I expected for an officer, just a tease of blonde he could run through his fingertips. He didn’t smile, but his lips naturally upturned. Far too friendly for a cop. He wore a thin beard—neatly trimmed and close to his jaw. The rough, dust color framed his fair complexion but strengthened an already strong jaw and angled cheekbones.

This wasn’t fair.

I was two days from a shower, holding a fussing baby. My hair had burst from the weak ponytail holder, and my shirt stained with a variety of fluids—most not mine.

At least Clue wasn’t the only one drooling at the moment.

“Hello.” It was all he said.

All he needed to say.

If he was the type of first responder to save me after an accident, I’d jump in front of anything. Ambulances. Fire trucks. Sports cars. I’d even leap into the road before other types of food trucks to chance encounter a sexy foreign guy.

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