Page 28 of Reforming Hunt
“Hunt,” she said, and groaned.
He rested both hands on her slight shoulders. She wasn’t short, but she was a lot smaller than him. “Listen to me. I’m not going to let this woman take Noah from you. Will you trust me?”
“I barely know you,” she said flatly.
“But I know Noah. And you know I’ll do anything to keep him safe.”
She paused. A long pause as she stared into his eyes. Then she nodded.
And really, what choice did Abby have? Noah’s grandparents were pulling out the big guns to take custody. Abby needed support. Support he could offer. “Grab Noah’s things. I’ll watch the grandmother.”
Abby rolled her eyes. “She’s not going to rob the place.”
“No.” He glanced toward the front door where Vivian stood. “But she’s wily. I don’t trust her. Do you?”
“Good point. Just don’t say anything else that might make the situation worse.”
He grinned. “Would I ever do that?”
“Yes.”
“You said you’d trust me.”
“Only because I’m desperate,” she said.
“I’m fine with that. In any case, I’ve got your back.” He gave her a light shove in the direction of a hallway. “Be quick.”
As soon as Abby entered one of three doors down the hall, Vivian reeled toward Hunt. “Fiancé, you said? How long has this been going on?”
“It’s recent.”Truth.“But I’ve known your grandson for a year, and I plan to take care of him and his mother.”
Vivian chuckled. “She’s losing custody of her son, if you haven’t heard. She has no idea how to properly care for my grandchild.”
Hunt doubted Abby was losing custody of Noah, and he knew damn well that Abby was a good caregiver.
His blood pressure rose, and he took a calming breath. No sense in getting into it with this woman. Not now. He had to do this the right way for Abby and Noah’s sake.
Abby returned holding a blanket and a few other items. She handed them carefully to Vivian. “Will you tell Noah that I’ll call him tonight?”
Vivian pursed her lips. “If you feel it’s necessary.”
“She’s his mother,” Hunt said. “It’s necessary.”
Vivian studied him. “I’m not sure CPS would agree.”
Hunt opened the door and stepped aside for Vivian to exit. “You’ll be hearing from our lawyer regarding the false accusations you’ve made against my fiancée.”
Vivian’s mouth parted, and then her face hardened. “We’ll see about that.” She stepped outside and quickly made her way to a brand-new Lexus.
Hunt shut the door, letting out a deep breath.
Abby punched him in the shoulder. “What are you doing?”
He rubbed his arm. “Getting Noah back?”
“By lying to his grandmother? Don’t you think she’ll find out we’re not actually getting married?”
Hunt walked to the couch and sat. “Hear me out.”
