Page 86 of My Fiancé's Brother 2

I turned the iPad and showed him the wall. Dad Bear was standing at an old-fashioned stove flipping pancakes up into the air behind him. Little Bear was dancing behind him, catching all the steaming pancakes on a plate. Mother Bear looked on with a tender smile on her face, while Grandma and Grandpa Bear waited patiently at the kitchen table. Most of it was painted, I just needed to fill in some spots.

I turned the iPad around, and Jackson looked down at the table in front of him. He lifted his green gaze up to me. “You did all that?”

“Yeah.”

He looked away from the camera for a long moment, and when he looked back at me, his face was devoid of emotion. “It’s good.”

I watched him, aware that he was fighting some emotion. Did these pictures remind him of his time with his mom?

“Thanks.”

“So how is Chloe?”

“She’s good. I found more poisoned chicken in our backyard.”

“When?”

“Three times now. I don’t even let her outside without walking through the backyard first.”

“That doesn’t make sense.”

I chewed on my lip, debating on how much I wanted to say. “I saw someone leave our yard this morning. And then I found more chicken.”

“What did you see?”

“It was a tall, slender woman with blonde hair. She wore running gear, and she had a hood up. I couldn’t see her face.”

“Anything else?”

“I saw Harper at the grocery store.”

He blinked.

“Did you tell her that Chloe was poisoned?”

“I don’t remember.”

“She seemed to know all about it.”

He stared at me for a long moment. “Well, obviously I did tell her then.”

“When were you talking to her?”

“Is that what all of this is about?”

“Do you Skype her?”

“Are you implying that Harper came out of our yard this morning?”

“I didn’t say it was Harper.”

We eyeballed each other.

“Jackson. I don’t want to fight about it. I was just telling you what I saw.”

He leaned forward and spoke straight into the camera. “You better be certain about your facts.”

“I’m certain about what I saw.”

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