Page 67 of Nanny For Biker Wolf Daddy

Rory was in the kitchen, warming up some food that Rosa left in the fridge. He smiled at her. “Did you have a good day?”

“I did,” she said.

“What did you do today?” he asked.

“I hung out with Beth. She’s getting big and about ready to pop,” Savvy said. “If I didn’t know better, I would think that she was having twins. That baby is going to be thirty pounds by the time he’s born.”

Rory laughed. “She’ll probably feel that way by the time the baby is born.”

“How was your day?”

“Interesting. I had a potential client get upset with me,” Rory said.

“Details?”

“The man is accused of killing his roommate for money, stuffing him into a barrel, and then throwing him into the lake. I decided not to take his case.”

“Why not?” Savvy asked.

“Because he is as guilty as homemade sin,” Rory said.

“Aren’t you a criminal defense attorney? Isn’t that what you do?” Savvy asked, confused.

“I tend to only take cases where I believe the defendant is either innocent or there are mitigating circumstances.”

“What about the idea that all people deserve to be represented in court, no matter what?” Savvy asked.

“They do deserve representation and there are plenty of other lawyers out there who will be glad to take the case,” Rory replied.

“Aren’t you the best, though?”

“Yes. But there are a couple of lawyers out there who are almost as good as me,” he said, smiling.

“Oh, Lord, it’s hard to be humble,” she started to sing, quoting Mac Davis’ song.

Rory grinned. “I’m humble. I know that I have a lot of flaws. However, I’m not shy about tooting my own horn when it comes to my many gifts and skills.”

“That’s fair,” Savvy conceded.

His face got serious, and he reached for Savvy’s hand. “I want to talk to you about our relationship.”

Her heart started to beat a million miles an hour, and her breath caught in her throat. She squeezed his hands and smiled at him, looking into his eyes.

“Me, too,” Savvy said.

“I…”

Just then, his phone rang. He looked at it and said, “It’s Sebastian.”

“Hello?”

Rory listened for a few minutes and then said, “I’ll meet you at the clubhouse in twenty.”

“Savvy, I’m sorry. There is an emergency club meeting. I have to go. We’ll talk later,” he said.

He pulled her out of her chair, wrapped his arms around her, and pressed a kiss against her lips, then dashed out the door.

“I think that he was going to tell you that he cares about you and wants to be with you,” Cassia said.

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