“Ray Sandoval?”
Ford looked…hmm. Not exactly surprised by the information, not exactly suspicious. She couldn’t quite define his expression. Cagey, maybe, though she couldn’t think why he would be. “Yes. Apparently, he won’t be using it this summer and he doesn’t want to leave it empty, so I seem to have scored myself a place to live for the time being.”
“Huh. That’s a happy coincidence.”
“I know, right? This isn’t my typical luck. Hopefully, it’s a sign that things are starting to go my way. But they’ll go much smoother if I can feed and change Shayla first, so thanks.”
“It’s nothing,” he replied and draped his arm around her as they slowly walked back toward The Goose where their girls and Izzy waited. He surely meant it as a friendly gesture, but her pulse scrambled at the close contact—the heat of his body and the scent of freshly showered man. “Come back to work soon. Soon as you’re ready. I’m begging you.”
And this, too, was a friendly gesture on his part, letting her know she had a job waiting whenever she was ready to resume. “I could come back as soon as Dr. D clears me, maybe as early as next week, but I need to find someone to watch Shayla. The preschool can’t take her until fall. So if Mia’s serious about looking after a newborn and earning some money, she could be the answer to my prayers.”
He lowered his sunglasses and his mouth lifted into the faint smile he wore so well. “Could be the answer to both our prayers, Lilah.”