Page 28 of The Chase
“Yes. Chad and I have been discussing it. We were going to mention it at dinner tonight. But I think your life will be much more entertaining. I heard Gene is still getting mud out of his ears and other places. Calvin wanted to know why he couldn’t play in mud like his daddy. He said it’s not fair.”
“I just want…my baby to be happy, safe and taken care of. And…” Greer looked at her sister, just as her door opened firmly.
Her oldest sister stood there, a look of warrior queen on her face. “Okay, tell me what’s going on, and whose ass I need to kick, and I’ll do it right now.”
Just like that, the tears started all over again.
But…she was definitely glad she’d come home.Thiswas exactly where she belonged. And exactly the kind of life she wanted for her baby, too.
If Kurtland Chase couldn’t handle that, well, she’d just drop him down a deep, dark well. Right on to his far too gorgeous head.
That toad wasn’t getting her baby, and he definitely wasn’t gettingher.Ever again.
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There werecars everywhere when Kurt pulled in to the Hiller Ranch on Saturday, both his girls in their carseats behind him. He was going to storm the battlements, and get inside somehow. Greer was beingdifficult.
He’d even texted her last night to see if he could help her today or something. She’d told him to…go chase flies. He thought the woman was enjoying yanking him around. Never had he met a more stubborn woman than that one.
He was probably taking his life into his own hands coming here after what had happened Thursday, but…his woman was here. He was going to get her.
But maybe with two dozen cars and trucks around thatweren’tHillers—he recognized the sheriff’s personal vehicle, for one—the Hiller brothers wouldn’t kill him right away. And he was really hoping they wouldn’t kill him in front of his girls.
He had gotten good at moving the girls around. He put Bronte in the baby carrier on his chest, facing out, where she could see the world. Bristol was a fast little kid demon, though. He grabbed her hand immediately.
“Why here?” she asked, looking up at him with big brown eyes just like his brother’s had been. At least…he thought they were Kevin’s eyes. Kurt hadn’t seen his brother since he’d been nine years old. Just a few old photos.
“Looking for Greer.” How exactly did he explain what he was after today? “I love Greer and I want to see her today, too.”
“Oh. Me play?”
“Maybe. We’ll find Greer first, okay?”
“Hungry.”
She wasalwayshungry. “Just wait a little bit, okay?”
He had waited long enough to catch his woman. And she was avoiding him. She was really, really good at avoiding him.
Kurt knocked on the door.
And waited.
It swung open.
A young woman with curly brown hair, freckles, and big brown eyes stared back at him—one of Greer’s identical brothers was right behind her.
“Hel—“ the brother said. The woman elbowed him in the stomach. “You aren’t welcome here, Chase.”
“I didn’t figure that, but that is my baby growing inside your sister. I at least need to talk to her.”
“She doesn’t want to talk to you.”
“Daddy Kurt, me hungry!” Bristol had to add. “Now!”
“Whose kids are they?” the brother asked. “You do the same thing to some other guy’s baby sister?”
The brown-eyed woman elbowed him--hard.
