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her phone and started texting. Kimber, the auburn beauty next to her, got the same idea and whipped out her cell, too.
    “Hold up there, girls. C’mon . . . Don’t do this.”
    They both looked up with big Cheshire cat grins. Kimber tapped out a few more keys, then hit send. “That should have Deke here in . . .” She glanced at her watch. “About five minutes. Less, if there’s no traffic.”
    “Oh, good. He’ll tell Jack for me.” Morgan, the pregnant redhead, smiled. “I need to recharge my phone.”
    “I’m sure Deke will be happy to tell Jack,” Tyler drawled. “Isn’t that great?”
    He said it sarcastically but looked relatively pleased. Del didn’t know who Deke or Jack were, but she got the quick idea that, despite his protests, Tyler had orchestrated this scene for some reason.
    “What’s going on?” she demanded. “Who are these men you’re talking about?”
    “Just my friends, who will hopefully come collect their wives so that we can talk privately.”
    “My husband isn’t coming for me until the navy gives him leave again in a few months. I can stay.” Kata grinned.
    “I’m in the same boat,” Tara added, nodding.
    “But Hunter and Logan did give you a place to stay until they returned home. Do you need help remembering where it is?”
    Though the women looked completely different, they wore identical pouts. “We’re trying to be helpful.”
    “You’re trying to cause trouble.” Tyler turned to Del. “They’re married to the Edgington brothers. Navy SEALs . . . who will spank both your asses red when I tell them what pains in
my
ass you’ve been.”
    “That’s it. I’m bringing over
New Moon
and
Eclipse
,” Kata insisted. “I’m tying you to a chair and forcing you to watch them. Hunter has taught me some interesting knots.”
    What kind of people were they, openly discussing spanking and bondage? She sent Tyler a questioning glance. He just smiled in a way that didn’t give her any comfort.
    A moment later, a booming growl sounded from the front part of the house. “What the hell is going on?”
    A big hulk of a blond man bounded into the kitchen, holding a little boy just a bit older than Seth very comfortably in one beefy arm. Lord, at nearly thirty pounds, lugging her baby around took a lot of her strength. Yet this man didn’t seem to require any effort to cradle his son, a veritable mini-me of the man himself.
    “Check this out, Deke.” Kimber sent a meaningful glance at Seth, still being fed and cooed by Alyssa and Tara.
    The big, blond man’s gaze followed Kimber’s, then his jaw dropped. “Holy shit! Um . . . shoot.”
    Tyler crossed his arms over his chest, looking more pleased by the second. What was up with that?
    “He looks just like you, man.” Deke motioned to Seth.
    “The way our son looks like you?” Kimber rushed over to pick up the boy in Deke’s arms. “Hi, Caleb. Miss Mommy? I missed you.”
    The little boy just smiled at the gorgeous woman, then giggled when she lifted his little race-car T-shirt and kissed his belly.
    “Well, isn’t this an interesting turn of events?” came a voice from the doorway.
    Del whipped around to face another man who’d sauntered into the room and propped himself against the wall. Dark hair, equally dark eyes, a serious sense of leashed power. He wasn’t someone to fuck with. She got that instantly.
    “Isn’t it, Jack?” Tyler agreed.
    “Can’t wait to hear these details.”
    She didn’t know who all these nosy strangers in Tyler’s business were, but she didn’t like the feeling that he suddenly had a whole team of people on his side—a virtual family at his back—while she had no one. As usual.
    Since the whole room seemed focused on Jack, as if waiting for a cue, she decided to nip this in the bud now.
    “I’m Delaney Catalano.” She approached Jack with hand outstretched. “The boy is
my
son, Seth. It’s great to meet you. I really have to talk to Tyler privately. Not to