Chapter 37: Jane Calls a Lifeline

Jane

I can’t recall ever wanting to strangle anyone as much as I want to strangle Ethan right now.

The truth is that I’m not sure I can make it three months working alongside him every day, but I’m equally afraid of the romantic schemes he might try to pull if I agree to date him. Three dates a week is simply too many, and the word date is a minefield all on its own.

Yet when he calls me that damned fake name and basically accuses me of being a chicken, I can’t help but rise to the challenge. “Define date?” | huff.

“You and I, spending quality time together in the evening or on weekends.” He shrugs, eyes twinkling with mirth. “Surely you’ve been on a date before?”

Rolling my eyes heavenward, I waver back and forth. Five boring days a week for three months, or a few heated hours? In the end I feel much more confident in my ability to rebuff him for a short period than day in and day out, and I know the sly wolf will take every advantage he can, working or not. Finally I suggest, “Two dates a week, no more than two hours long – and no funny business.”

His white teeth flash against his bronze skin, “Don’t worry little wolf, I won’t lay a hand on you until you ask me to.”

“That is never going to happen.” i grind out, giving him my best scowl.

“Then you have nothing to worry about.” He informs me huskily, his lips mere centimeters from my own, “do you?”

“No.” | insist, stubbornly tilting my chin up. “I don’t.”

“Then we have a deal.” Ethan offers me a predatory grin, and the triumph in his eyes makes me wonder if I haven’t made a terrible mistake. “Seal it with a kiss?” He suggests.

“You’re unbelievable.” I remark dryly, slipping out of his hold.

“Tomorrow then?” He says to my back, “Around noon? I’ll pick you and the pups up from Linda’s.”

“The pups?” I repeat in surprise. “Why should they come?”

“I thought we could take them on a picnic.” Ethan explains, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

a date implies…” I struggle to find the

sorry than my ex-husband in this moment. “Would you prefer a more romantic

mumble

a family picnic.” Ethan proclaims. “That way Paisley and your pups can

thinking. If I wanted to strangle Ethan before, it’s nothing compared to how

at the door to greet me, “Mommy,

turn. It always amazes me how much I miss the little darlings after only a few hours apart, it makes being separated from Paisley for so long seem nearly unfathomable. “I missed you so much, what have you

fort!” They

room, and I’ m delighted to find every last surface covered in blankets and pillows. We crawl inside together and lie down beneath the arched cotton ceiling, the boys cuddling up

I answer honestly. “His little girl just

“Paisley?” Ryder asks.

dumb by the

escape me that Parker is currently elbowing his brother’s side,

they all sigh with relief. It’s just like my pups, to care so much about a stranger’s wellbeing. They might have gotten Ethan’s knack for mischief, but I like to think they also got

breath, “you might I get to meet her

My pups exclaim, “Can we

for Ethan to be there witnessing it. I’m going to have to do a better

by everything going wrong

to!” They all

small, warm bodies close. “We’ll

finally free to share all my chaotic feelings. “I think I’m in over my head, Linda.” | admit. “He knows it’s

“He thinks he

deal. He’s going to try to expose me. He thinks he can romance me into admitting

Don’t move

her, feeling truly defeated, “the pups want to be

compete?”

any day. I’m sure of it.” Linda states firmly. “Pups can survive without a father, but children need a

last few days… they all need a male role model.

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