Page 99 of Treasure and Tarot

“She is.” Colton touched his cheek. “Utterly. Right, guys?”

“Yep.” Mason grinned at him, more a baring of teeth. “No one touches our girl. You just focus on having that baby.”

“Right. Right.” He met the guys’ eyes, one by one. “I trust you all.”

“You can.” Law handed him back over to Colton. “Come on, Abby girl. Should we go visit our friends in Secret Springs?”

“Uh-huh!”

Xavi charged into the house, looking around wildly. “Who do I kick?”

“My water broke. You and Law are in charge of Abby. Mason is going to drive us to the springs. Iago and Xander can make sure we have everything here for when Dani comes home tomorrow. Okay?”

“You got it.” Xavi grinned, fist pumping. “Yay, baby!”

“What’s my job?” Colton teased.

“You are the father. I deserve this amazing moment with you. Abby, come kiss me.”

“Luff you, Daddy! Go have my sister!” She smacked a kiss on his cheek when Law held her up.

“I will, baby girl. Okay, let’s go.”

Colton took his arm and led him out to their car, while Mason slipped behind the wheel. Looked like one of the guys had taken out Abby’s car seat and put it in the crew’s SUV.

There was no sign of Colton’s parents.

“They’re gone? Really gone?”

“Yeah.” Colton chuckled, taking his hand. “The ghosts wigged them out.”

“Good. They aren’t welcome at the Belle house.” That had been made crystal clear.

“Nope. Not now, not ever. I told them if they needed to talk to me for any reason to call my lawyer. Who is on his way here anyway. He’ll slap them with a restraining order in this county too.”

“All right. Good. I need… I need to know you and our girls are safe.” It was the most important thing ever.

“That’s what I need to know, too,” Colton told him, kissing his hand.

Mason made gagging noises. “God help me, I need you two to have this baby so we can get back to work. Colton gets any more maudlin, I’m feeding him to the ghosts.”

They all laughed, and he gasped a little as a cramp took him. Yeah, he was ready for this baby to come too.

And soon.

Chapter

Thirty

Colton paced.

They were moving Sebastian from the bath area back to his private room, and they had kicked him out, and he was just—antsy. Gent still hadn’t popped up, his guys were scattered in two towns with his house and his daughter, and he needed to see Sebastian.

Needed to hold him.

Gent came squealing in. “Do we have a baby yet?”

“It’s been five hours.” God, he wished, but no.

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