Free Undercover Daddy by Delores Fossen Page A

baby. She would dodge one shadow, only to be faced with another.
    One of those shadows was Luke Buchanan.
    Even in the depth of the dream, she knew he was the greatest threat of all. She could run from the men. She could hide. But she couldn’t escape a biological father who wanted to raise his son.
    She stirred, trying to force that painful thought aside, and she opened her eyes. The first thing she saw and felt was Luke. He was there. Right next to her. In fact, they were on their sides facing each other. Well, rather she had her face right against his bare chest. Sometime during the night, he’d obviously removed his shirt.
    And she’d cuddled right up to him.
    And there was no mistake about it, this was cuddling. Body against body.
    Just as she’d expected, his body was toned and perfect. He was all strength and muscles, and he smelled warm, musky and male. It was a dangerous combination that had her pushing aside the nightmare and remembering things that she hadn’t even realized she missed.
    Like French kisses and sex.
    Things that weren’t going to happen between Luke Buchanan and her.
    Elaina scrambled away from him and winced when she banged her foot on the baby bed. It was loud, and maybe because the room had been so quiet, the noise seemed to echo.
    The noise created a simple chain reaction. Luke woke up. Not a slow, drowsy wake up, either. His eyes shot open, and in the same motion he reached for his gun on the floor next to him. His attention sliced around the room, and he relaxed when he realized there was no threat.
    Christopher woke up, too. Not quietly, either. He let out a baby howl, and he sat up. He used the bed railings to pull himself to a standing position.
    Luke and she got up at the same time to reach for the baby. She won, only because she was closer. She scooped Christopher into her arms and tried to soothe him with a kiss which didn’t work.
    Elaina checked the clock and realized why. It was well past 8:00 a.m., which meant it was well past his breakfast time.
    How could she have possibly overslept with Luke in the room? And then she remembered. It’d been the wee hours of the morning before she’d been able to fall asleep. She knew for a fact that it was the same for Luke, because he was still awake when she’d finally drifted off.
    “He’s hungry,” she grumbled.
    Normally, she would have put Christopher in his high chair while she fixed his breakfast. But then, normally her baby wasn’t crying. The late start had thrown everything off schedule.
    “I’ll take him,” Luke said obviously sensing her dilemma.
    “I figured you’d need to get dressed and go the sheriff’s office for the interrogations.” In other words— leave, Elaina tried to convey.
    “There’s no need to go in until the lawyer arrives. Rusty will call when that happens.” Luke reached for Christopher again.
    “He’ll need to have his diaper changed first,” Elaina informed him.
    Luke blinked, but the hesitation didn’t last long. “I’ll do it.”
    Elaina hesitated, as well, but Christopher’s tears helped her with a quick decision. She handed the baby to Luke and headed for the kitchen.
    While she fixed baby oatmeal in the microwave, she listened for any sounds that Luke was in over his head. Christopher stopped crying, and it was because of the near silence that she heard Luke make an odd sound. Elaina raced back toward the nursery.
    By the time she made it there, her mind was already ripe with possibilities as to what had caused Luke to make that noise. Bad possibilities. But all she saw was Christopher on the changing table. He was smiling and kicking his legs. Luke’s chest, however, was wet.
    “He’s got good aim,” Luke mumbled.
    Elaina couldn’t help it, she laughed. “I should have warned you about the hazards of diapering a baby boy. He’s peed on me more than a time or two.”
    The corner of Luke’s mouth lifted, and they shared a smile. Along with Christopher’s happy gurglings,