home. A lump rose in her throat, horrific images popped into her mind. Who called at this hour with good news?
“Hello,” she murmured into the phone. The firm voice on the other end of the line rattled off a quick statement that brought her out of her sleepy state. “What? I’ll be right there.”
Morgan tried not to think about the massive size of the truck she was driving. She’d grabbed the vehicle parked closest to the garage, which she thought was Tate’s, and was on her way to pick up Teri-Lyn. John Jacob’s business meeting had run late, so he and Bo had stayed over in Dallas instead of making the trip home that night. She’d weighed her options: drive alone in unfamiliar territory with a GPS or ask her mother-in-law to dress Jake and take him along for the ride. The longer she drove, the more deliciously evil she knew it was to bring Jake to the police station. Now was a good time to teach every Blake male a lesson about setting an example for their children.
* * *
“Thanks, Cal.” Teri-Lyn ended the call. “According to Cal, Caine Winterbourne came in looking to start a fight with Seth. He found one.”
Morgan bit her lip. “Winterbourne? So he’s related to Penny?”
“Yes, Caine is Penny’s older brother.”
Morgan would have closed her eyes if she weren’t driving. Would Penny ever be out of their lives? “She’s like a bad Penny. Forgive me. It’s late, and I can’t think of anything cleverer to say.”
Teri-Lyn laughed. “Caine is a hot head. Penny didn’t necessarily have to say anything to him. It’s an ego thing. Seth and Caine never got along.”
Morgan snorted. “The Seth and Penny story seems never ending.”
Teri-Lyn looked back at Jake. “I hope this late night adventure doesn’t disrupt his sleep pattern.”
“Well, the good news is he’s used to being up past his bedtime. Seth wakes him up, and they watch sports. He thinks I don’t know about it.” Morgan shook her head.
The inside of the police station was about as small as the town. After driving briefly down the Main Street, Morgan made a quick right, and they were at the Hanover Police Department. Teri-Lyn’s phone rang—John Jacob was returning her call—so Morgan told her she would go in and get the delinquent Blake Boys.
Morgan marched into the precinct and up to the front desk, while juggling Jake on her hip. The officer on duty, who was reading a newspaper while sipping on a hot drink, barely looked up.
“I’m here to bail out my husband and his brothers.”
The officer gave her a once over, then took his time folding his paper and even took another long sip of his drink. “And who exactly is your husband?”
“Seth Blake.” Morgan moved back when the officer’s cup almost fell out of his hand.
The officer stood up straight. “Sure thing, Mrs. Blake. Would you like something to drink? We have coffee around the corner. You can have a seat right over there.” He motioned for the chairs behind her.
“I’ll stand, thank you.” She glared at him.
The officer went into another room and started talking to an older man. Morgan instinctively rubbed Jake’s foot, who giggled in response. He was wide-awake, considering it was hours past his bedtime.
“As soon as we get your jailbird daddy and uncles bailed out, you are going back to sleep, mister. No matter how much grandma plays with you.” She kissed his outstretched hand. Jake responded by making agreeable sounds.
“He looks just like him,” a high pitched, twanged voice said behind her.
Morgan tensed. She knew that voice. She turned to see Dr. Penny Winterbourne, dressed in hospital scrubs, her red hair pulled up into a wild bun on her head.
“Hi, Morgan.”
Morgan exhaled. “Penny.”
It was her wish that she never see Penny again, but she knew it was inevitable. If not now, then some time in the future when they settled in Texas permanently. Seth was still on the board of directors at the clinic, and although he
“Hello,” she murmured into the phone. The firm voice on the other end of the line rattled off a quick statement that brought her out of her sleepy state. “What? I’ll be right there.”
Morgan tried not to think about the massive size of the truck she was driving. She’d grabbed the vehicle parked closest to the garage, which she thought was Tate’s, and was on her way to pick up Teri-Lyn. John Jacob’s business meeting had run late, so he and Bo had stayed over in Dallas instead of making the trip home that night. She’d weighed her options: drive alone in unfamiliar territory with a GPS or ask her mother-in-law to dress Jake and take him along for the ride. The longer she drove, the more deliciously evil she knew it was to bring Jake to the police station. Now was a good time to teach every Blake male a lesson about setting an example for their children.
* * *
“Thanks, Cal.” Teri-Lyn ended the call. “According to Cal, Caine Winterbourne came in looking to start a fight with Seth. He found one.”
Morgan bit her lip. “Winterbourne? So he’s related to Penny?”
“Yes, Caine is Penny’s older brother.”
Morgan would have closed her eyes if she weren’t driving. Would Penny ever be out of their lives? “She’s like a bad Penny. Forgive me. It’s late, and I can’t think of anything cleverer to say.”
Teri-Lyn laughed. “Caine is a hot head. Penny didn’t necessarily have to say anything to him. It’s an ego thing. Seth and Caine never got along.”
Morgan snorted. “The Seth and Penny story seems never ending.”
Teri-Lyn looked back at Jake. “I hope this late night adventure doesn’t disrupt his sleep pattern.”
“Well, the good news is he’s used to being up past his bedtime. Seth wakes him up, and they watch sports. He thinks I don’t know about it.” Morgan shook her head.
The inside of the police station was about as small as the town. After driving briefly down the Main Street, Morgan made a quick right, and they were at the Hanover Police Department. Teri-Lyn’s phone rang—John Jacob was returning her call—so Morgan told her she would go in and get the delinquent Blake Boys.
Morgan marched into the precinct and up to the front desk, while juggling Jake on her hip. The officer on duty, who was reading a newspaper while sipping on a hot drink, barely looked up.
“I’m here to bail out my husband and his brothers.”
The officer gave her a once over, then took his time folding his paper and even took another long sip of his drink. “And who exactly is your husband?”
“Seth Blake.” Morgan moved back when the officer’s cup almost fell out of his hand.
The officer stood up straight. “Sure thing, Mrs. Blake. Would you like something to drink? We have coffee around the corner. You can have a seat right over there.” He motioned for the chairs behind her.
“I’ll stand, thank you.” She glared at him.
The officer went into another room and started talking to an older man. Morgan instinctively rubbed Jake’s foot, who giggled in response. He was wide-awake, considering it was hours past his bedtime.
“As soon as we get your jailbird daddy and uncles bailed out, you are going back to sleep, mister. No matter how much grandma plays with you.” She kissed his outstretched hand. Jake responded by making agreeable sounds.
“He looks just like him,” a high pitched, twanged voice said behind her.
Morgan tensed. She knew that voice. She turned to see Dr. Penny Winterbourne, dressed in hospital scrubs, her red hair pulled up into a wild bun on her head.
“Hi, Morgan.”
Morgan exhaled. “Penny.”
It was her wish that she never see Penny again, but she knew it was inevitable. If not now, then some time in the future when they settled in Texas permanently. Seth was still on the board of directors at the clinic, and although he
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