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bottle of formula. “Are you ready?” she asked, looking up at him.
    Joel wanted to go up to her and stroke her cheek, and then bend and kiss her forehead tenderly, but he refrained. “I just have to feed these two, and let Beth next door know I’m going to be away.”
    “Girlfriend?” Chrissie asked.
    “She’s fifteen and thinks more of my cats than she does of the old man who lives next door,” he chuckled. “But I’m glad you’re jealous.”
    He left the room as she muttered something under her breath, smiling to himself. She was his; she just didn’t like to admit it to herself yet. But she would.
    Beth wasn’t in when he went to ask her about the cats, so he left a message and a key with her mom, Marie. “She knows the routine. I’ll pass it on to her.”
    “Thanks.” He took out his wallet and handed over a couple of notes. “Can you give her this too?”
    “You know she’d pay you to spend time over at your house with your cats,” Marie said.
    “I know. But she’s a good kid, and I appreciate her looking after them. I like knowing they are in good hands.”
    “Have a good trip,” Marie said. “I know you can’t say where you are going.”
    “Thanks. I’m not sure how long I’ll be gone, but I’ll pop back in the next week, whatever happens, to buy some more cat food.”
    “Don’t worry if you get tied up. We won’t let them starve.”
    “Thanks, Marie. I owe you one.”
    “No, you don’t,” Marie said quietly. “You’ve helped us enough.”
    He winked. “That scumbag hasn’t hassled you again, I take it.”
    “Haven’t seen him since you had a word with him.” Her smile was weak. Marie and Beth had been through a tough time when Marie’s new boyfriend had turned out to be a domineering control freak.
    Joel may have paid him a visit in one of his many undercover disguises, and left the boyfriend, Al, practically peeing his pants. Sometimes helping people meant bending the rules, but he always tried not to break them. His integrity as a police officer wouldn’t let him.
    Giving Marie a quick peck on the cheek, he headed back into his own house. Chrissie was walking around, baby over her shoulder, rubbing his back, and being rewarded by milky burps.
    “Everything OK?” Joel asked. “As soon as you’re ready, we can go.”
    “I’m ready now.” She moved to the baby carrier and settled a contented-looking Sam inside. “He’s fed and changed. Hopefully he might nap on the way.”
    “Let’s go. You can debrief me on the way.” He picked up his backpacks, and slung them over his shoulder. Taking one last look at his house, feeling that familiar pang of loss in knowing he had no idea when he would be home again, he followed Chrissie out to his truck.
    Only she was heading for her own little car.
    “Really, let’s take my truck,” he said, pointing to the big beast he liked to drive. Yes, it might not easily go unnoticed, but at least if they got rammed, it wouldn’t crumple, unlike Chrissie’s small car.
    “Listen, all of Sam’s stuff is packed into my car. The baby carrier fits in it perfectly, and he’s safer in the back seat. We don’t have far to go. It’s an hour’s drive, no more.”
    “We could take both.”
    She raised her eyebrow at him. “You are such a wuss . What’s wrong, scared of being driven around by a girl?”
    He smiled. “You can drive me anywhere. But I will hardly fit in the front seat.”
    “Then sit in the back.”
    He sighed. There was no way he was going to win this, and she was probably right. They would blend in. On a normal suburban street, his truck would look out of place. “If I need a chiropractor after this, you get to pay.”

Chapter Six – Chrissie
    Maybe his truck might have been a better idea. Watching him fold himself into her car had been amusing; sliding in next to him and realizing just how cozy the space between them was, made her feel other, stronger sensations.
    Maybe it was because she hadn’t been with a