Page 138 of Little Bits of Daddy (Montana Daddies)

He looked nondescript, with mousy brown hair and mud-colored eyes. He was dressed in a cheap-looking shirt and pants.

She’d never seen him before.

And yet she knew exactly who he was.

“Fox.”

He held up a finger to his lips, a smile crossing his mouth as he took her in.

“What are you doing here?” she whispered. “It’s not safe for you. If one of the guys sees you . . .”

He snorted. “I’m not worried about that. They’re all busy chasing a rabbit around the gardens.”

“Did you let Cinnabun out?”

“What fun is a caged bunny? Poor thing was just begging to be liberated. If it’s smart, it won’t go far. Then again, rabbits aren’t known for their smarts, are they?”

“Fox,” she growled at him. “Everyone is upset with you. They think you betrayed Markovich.”

“And what do you think?” he asked.

“I . . . I think . . . I think that there’s stuff going on I don’t know about. And I think you never do anything by chance. Duke’s mad about you paying the balance on those invoices.”

“Is he?” The Fox grinned. “Then it was well worth it.”

“Fox,” she groaned. “What am I going to do with you?”

“You’re going to listen to me. I don’t have much time, but I had to see you on your wedding day. I have something for you.”

“I have to tell Duke you were here.”

“Of course,” he said easily. “But I’m sure you won’t want to do that before the ceremony.”

“I’m going to get my butt spanked on my wedding night,” she muttered.

“You’re welcome.” He winked.

He was terrible.

“Have you got something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue?” he asked.

“Uh, well, not really. I mean, my dress is new. Oh, and my hair clip is old and borrowed.”

“Good. Then I have something blue.” He drew a small jewelry case from his pocket.

Sunny groaned. “You know Duke hates when you give me things. Especially jewelry.”

“I know. That’s an added bonus.” He grinned wickedly. “But this time, it has a purpose. And it’s really an add-on to a previous gift. It’s a charm.” He opened the case to reveal a small round charm with a blue stone in the middle.

“Oh, how pretty. It sparkles!” She reached out to run a finger over it. “Pretty, but I can’t accept this.”

“Sure, you can. This isn’t just pretty. It’s functional too.”

She didn’t have her charm bracelet on at the moment. Duke had become more accepting of her wearing it, but she figured she wouldn’t push him on their wedding day.

“Functional?”

“If you press the stone firmly, it sends out an emergency signal to me.”

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