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“If it weren’t for your dad being a former detective, I wouldn’t feel comfortable with her going. You know that, right? She’s still just a baby,” Laz said.

“I’m glad you finally came around, but she’ll be three in a couple of weeks. She’s not a baby anymore.”

“She’s my baby,” he grumbled, sounding like he was about to fall asleep. “You both are. Which is why I need you around more. No more putting work before us. Agreed?”

Journey tilted her head back and smiled at him. His sleepy gaze met hers. “Agreed. I’m going to do better. I promise,” she said, meaning it. No longer would she take her marriage for granted.

She reached up and kissed him, but they were interrupted when her cell phone rang.

Laz stiffened, and Journey had to keep herself from groaning at the familiar ringtone.

“Don’t answer it,” Laz said with an edge in his tone.

The screen flashed Prentice Johnson, an investigator for the DA’s office and Journey’s go-to person on the majority of her cases. She considered him a partner, and they were currently working on a case that was proving to be more complicated than she initially thought. But she needed to win it to keep her winning streak alive. She had won twenty-seven out of her last thirty cases, and that was going to look good on her record if she ran for DA.

The phone rang again, and Journey huffed out a breath. “I’m sorry, babe, but I have to get this.”

Before she could grab her cell from the nightstand, Laz jerked out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

“Tell that asshole to never call my house on a Saturday morning again,” he growled and slammed the bathroom door.

Journey flinched even though she saw it coming, then she answered the phone.

“Your timingsucks.”

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