Free Undercover Daddy by Delores Fossen

official had given it that seal of approval.
    Luke thumbed through the papers, and the only signature he saw was Kevin’s. “You weren’t there when these papers were signed?”
    She shook her head. “No. In fact, I didn’t really know what Kevin was up to. He’d mentioned an adoption, of course, but I figured it’d take months or even years. Then, just a few days later, he showed up with Christopher.”
    “You weren’t suspicious?” he asked.
    “Of course. But Kevin said that adoption happened faster because it was private and he was willing to pay more to expedite the paperwork.”
    Yet more proof that it was illegal.
    Not that Luke needed more.
    While Elaina sat on the edge of her bed, Luke surfed through her computer. He didn’t immediately find anything out of place, but then, he wasn’t a computer expert.
    “How did you get the money to buy this house and pay the lease for your shop?” Luke asked when he didn’t find any financial records. In fact, the only thing he did find was art software that she’d obviously been using to create her stained-glass designs.
    “I had some money in an investment account that I set up when I sold my condo in San Antonio,” she explained. “I also sold some jewelry. None of the pieces were distinctive or unique enough so I didn’t think anyone who saw them would associate them with me. I didn’t touch the joint accounts I had with Kevin because I thought it’d create a paper trail that would lead those men to me.”
    “It would have,” Luke mumbled. “I’d like to send this laptop to the Justice Department.”
    “Okay. I use it to keep track of my Internet orders, but if you think it’ll help, send it. I’ve already got my files backed up on my jump drive.” She tipped her head to the thumb-size memory stick and then paused. In fact, she paused so long that Luke looked at her to see what was wrong. “We’ll be safe here, right?”
    He certainly couldn’t doubt the sincerity of that question. Nor could he doubt that concern in her voice. “As long as those men are in jail.”
    She wadded up the quilt in her hands, squeezed hard and then got up to pace. “But if you can’t keep them there, then what?”
    There was no way to sugarcoat this. “We’ll have to leave. I’m trying to avoid that, of course. For Christopher’s sake.”
    Elaina nodded. A shaky nod. “I’m tired. You can send any of the things in that box to the Justice Department, but when they’re finished with them, I’d like to have the clothes back.” She walked away.
    That was obviously a good-night, and Elaina probably thought he’d sit in her room and pore over the papers. But he wouldn’t. He didn’t want to leave Christopher or her alone while he did that. So, he followed her.
    She glanced over her shoulder, and even though the hall was dark, he was pretty sure she rolled her eyes.
    “We can’t avoid this,” he whispered as they entered the nursery. “I’m sleeping in here with you.”
    She turned around so quickly that he bumped right into her. In fact, his hands were suddenly filled with her. She was soft. And warm. And she smelled damn good. Not like cherries, this time. It was mix of baby shampoo and the spicy pasta dish she’d fixed for dinner. Normally, he wouldn’t have found that combination erotic, but he certainly thought so now.
    Of course, he also thought he was acting like a fool.
    Elaina didn’t stay in his arms long. Mere seconds. The night light provided the only illumination in the room, but he had no trouble seeing her expression. She was frowning and nibbling on her lip at the same time.
    “I’m warning you, I snore,” she snarled.
    If that was the worst thing he had to face, then that would suit him just fine. But Luke wasn’t very hopeful.
    There were way too many things that could go wrong tonight.

Chapter Seven
    Elaina dreamed. It was the nightmare again. A race against time, armed men and other terrifying shadowy things that could harm her