She rolls her eyes. “When it comes to you, sometimes I can. I was actually coming to ask if you’d domea favor.”
“Name it,” I say without hesitation. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for Keira. That’s the plain and simple truth.
“Rory’s nanny is off tonight, and Lachlan and I have to—”
“Yes,” I reply, not even letting her finish. “I’ll watch your baby girl anytime you need.”
She sucks her bottom lip in her mouth for a beat. “Are you sure?”
“Absolutely. Just grab me when you need me.”
Her head tips to the side, and she grimaces. “What about Moses? Do you think he’ll be cool playing babysitter?”
I recall what I said to him about wanting a baby and how his face lit up. “He’ll be just fine. Probably good practice for him.”
Keira’s eyes bug out. “Oh my God. Are you ... are you pregnant?”
The laughter spilling from my lips is totally due to the shell-shocked look on my best friend’s face.
“No. Not yet, anyway. But I’m pretty sure that’s where we’re headed next.”
Keira throws herself at me again, and this time her arms lock around me like a vise. “That’s the best news I’ve heard all freaking year! I’m so happy for you, Mags.”
I squeeze her hard, feeling the love pour off her. Keira is one of a kind and absolutely too good for me. “Thank you, babe. I appreciate it.”
She releases me once more and her eyes glisten as she gapes at me. “All I’ve ever wanted is for you to be happy,” she says, and I believe her.
“I’m working on it, Ke-ke. I promise.”
For the first time, I believe myself too.
A buzz comes from Keira’s pocket, and she pulls out her phone. “Crap. I’m supposed to be on a conference call right now. I’ll be back shortly. Thank you so much for agreeing to watch Rory tonight.”
“Anything for you. You know that.”
She blows me a kiss and backs out of the room, leaving me alone again with my thoughts.
* * *
When Moses returns an hour later, the first thing I notice is the frustration on his stony face as he closes the door behind him.
“Mama?”
“Right here,” I say from the chair in front of the empty fireplace.
He turns toward me, a smile replacing the strain on his features. “Didn’t see you there. You doing okay?”
I rise as he closes the distance between us. “Areyouokay? I saw your expression when you came in. Trey couldn’t find an address, could he?”
The smile Moses had pasted on fades as he shakes his head. “No. This bastard knows how to hide, even from all Trey’s tricks.”
“Has that ever happened before?”
“We’re usually the ones wiping all the information about people, so we know where to look for things that usually get missed. But this guy ... he’s smart. It’s pissing me the fuck off.”
Moses reaches up to grip the back of his neck, and I step into the heat radiating off his body and lay my palms against his solid chest.
I try to give him what he’s been giving me—reassurance, support, and hope. “We’ll end this, one way or another. What about Mount? Any leads from his side of things?”