eyes darted to Kendall. So, she hadn’t shown up at the hospital just to comfort him. Realization hit him like a lightning bolt. After all that had happened, she probably hadn’t wanted to be by herself last night. The chase down the alley had been a traumatic experience for her. And, being the idiot that he was, he practically threw her out when she was scared and alone. “I see.” He tore his eyes away from hers and focused them on Bobby and Connie’s oldest child. He playfully punched Misty in the arm, just to hear her giggle again. “Looks like you had a popcorn party.”
“Yeah,” Kendall pushed the last bites of food around on her plate. “Once I got Bobby Jr. to sleep, Misty and I watched movies most of the night. Sort of a Girls’ Night slumber party.” She winked at her niece.
Mason turned his attention back to his breakfast. Putting butter and jelly on his biscuit was not an easy task with only one good arm. There was no way this damn sling was staying on for weeks . He couldn’t even eat breakfast like a normal person. He was about to give in and eat the biscuit dry. Kendall reached over, grabbed the biscuit, slapped on butter and jelly, and plopped it back on his plate.
“Thanks,” he muttered.
“Sure.” She pushed her chair away from the table. Pulling Bobby Jr. from the high chair, she held her free hand out to Misty. “Come on kids, let’s get dressed.”
“Let me help you.” Connie followed Kendall and the kids out of the kitchen, leaving the men alone.
As soon as they walked away, Bobby pinned Mason with a hard stare. “What was that all about?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He lied. The last thing he needed right now was for his best friend to know the thoughts he was having. Kendall in his bed, making love to her until that hurt look receded and the sparkle came back to her brown eyes . Bobby would just as soon kill him.
“Sure. Just remember, she’s my sister. Don’t hurt her.” Bobby sent him a knowing smile before getting up to load the dishes in the dishwasher.
Dishes done, Bobby and Mason settled at the kitchen table, discussing their plans to open their own private detective agency.
A few minutes later, the women and children came downstairs. Kendall immediately excused herself. “Guys, I have a million things to do today. I think I’m going to head home.”
Mason stood next to Ken, towering over her. “I’ll walk you out. I need to get going myself. Bobby, we’ll get together to work out the details later.” He kissed both kids on the tops of their heads and gave Connie a peck on her cheek. “Thanks for breakfast.” After saying their good-byes, he and Kendall walked out together, stopping next to her SUV.
“Ken, I’m sorry about last night. I should’ve realized you didn’t need to be alone.” He took her hand.
She turned stormy eyes toward him. “Don’t worry about it. You did your job by protecting me. Anything after that, well, remember, it’s nothing personal.” The stab of her words pierced him as if she’d punched him in his injured shoulder. Would she ever forgive him?
His phone buzzed, interrupting their conversation. Before he let go of her, he leaned against the door, blocking it so she couldn’t get inside the vehicle. He answered the phone with his only free hand. “Mason Black.” He held Kendall’s gaze. Damn, she was no longer the gawky high school girl he grew up with. Not even the risky college girl. No, she was all grown up. His fingers itched to run along the curves filling out her jeans, taste the sweetness of cleavage peeking out from her tank top. She was all woman, and she stirred him like no one ever had.
The man on the other end of the phone immediately identified himself as Julia’s attorney. “Mr. Black, you really need to get to Beaumont as soon as possible. Your mother’s been in a car accident. ”
“An accident? Is she all right?” His pulse increased a notch. Kendall’s gaze flew