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He grinned. “Let’s see if I can take that up a notch.” He lifted my chin with his finger and captured my lips in a hungry kiss that didn’t stop even when the buzz started in my bag. “Ignore that.” His palm playfully smacked my butt as a distraction.

But the more we pretended not to hear my phone, the louder the vibration seemed to get.

Reluctantly, I inched back. “It could be daycare,” I said.

Toby mumbled his agreement against my neck as I got out my phone. His eyes must have locked on the name flashing on the screen at the same time as mine because we groaned in unison. Toby sighed and, settling against the counter, waved at me to answer the call. I hit the speaker button.

“Hi, Liam,” we sang.

“What a delight,” Liam said evenly. “My two favorite people.”

“You have impeccable timing,” Toby said. “I was just about todefilemy wife.”

A pause. “Aren’t you at the new torture clinic?”

Toby shot a sly smile at me. “Yeah?” My cheeks heated, and I swatted his shoulder.

Another long pause. I could imagine Liam pinching the bridge of his nose. “Can you not restrain your primitive urges to at least showsomedecency to my Gwen?”

“MyGwen,” Toby corrected him.

“Gwen…” Liam pleaded.

I had no sweet words to make Liam any less uncomfortable. “I hope this is important,” I said.

Liam hummed a yes. “I’ve been doing a little detective work. Would you like to see the antics the illegitimate son has been up to lately?”

“Yes,” Toby answered for me.

“No one’s inviting you, sweetheart.”

My husband glared at the phone, and his mouth opened to bite back a rude remark, but I got in first.

“I’m not going anywhere without Toby,” I said.

Amusement danced in Liam’s voice. “A package deal, are you?”

Toby and I glanced at each other and grinned. “Yeah, we are,” I said.

“Therealdeal,” Toby added.

Liam conceded with a sigh. “Then hurry home to dress up for a night out—both of you. I’m sure Mama will happily mind the little creature. Some things must be seen with your own eyes.”

And he hung up.

62

She Discovered the Truth

Gwen

The limo pulled upoutside the last place in the universe I wanted to spend my Wednesday night.

The casino.

“Fancy digs,” Toby said, peering out the tinted window. “When we drove into Pyrmont, I was worried Liam was sending us to his usual haunt.”

I tapped an annoyed finger on the seat. Honestly, I would’ve preferred a night at the The Red Room. Sure, boobs and the odd flash of a bare ass were unavoidable at the club—unless you were Toby—but at least The Red Room had yummy snacks, and there wasn’t the never-ending bleep of poker machines screeching in the background.

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