Liam was furiously scribbling something on a piece of paper and then he held up a notebook that said, give him the address of the residence you lived with Joel.

In a halting voice, she gave the man on the phone the address of the penthouse where she and Joel had spent a year.

“Thank you,” the man said. “Can you also verify your date of birth and the town you were born in?”

All the questions were making her uncomfortable, but Noah and Liam were telling her to answer, so she provided the requested information, wishing they could just get on with it.

“Thank you, Ms. Wilder. I can’t tell you how glad we are to hear from you. My office has been looking for you for quite some time.”

The relief was obvious in his voice, but his words sent alarm shrieking through her system. She yanked her head upward, fearfully seeking out Noah and Liam once more.

Noah reached over and squeezed her knee in a gesture meant to soothe her, but the fact that there were even more people looking for her freaked her out.

“Now that her identity has been established, you’ll speak to me about the arrangements,” Noah inserted bluntly.

“Yes, of course Mr. . . . What did you say your name was again?”

“I didn’t.”

There was a lengthy pause, and then Noah motioned for Liam to take Lauren away again. She frowned, wanting to hear what was said, but Noah punched the speakerphone off and picked up the phone again.

“Come on, baby,” Liam murmured.

“Why can’t I hear?” she asked as they walked back to the kitchen.

“Because we’d rather whatever is decided on to come from me and Noah,” Liam said frankly. “Hearing suggestions or bits and pieces is just going to cause you unnecessary stress. Noah won’t agree to anything that isn’t in your best interest, and he damn sure won’t put you in a position we feel is unsafe.”

She went into his arms, wanting and needing his hug. She looped her arms around his waist and rubbed her cheek against his chest.

“I know you won’t. I’m just scared, Liam. Not just for me. I’m scared for all of us.”

“What’s going on, Liam?” Holly demanded. “We’re all dying to know here. If someone doesn’t tell me soon, I’m going to hurt someone.”

Liam grinned. “Sorry, Mrs. C. As soon as I know, you’ll know. I promise. Noah is shoring up the details now. The D.A. was leery about proceeding without knowing whether he was actually talking to Lauren or not. Apparently they’ve been searching for her, which means they’ve wanted to question her for a while. If that’s the case, he’s going to want to talk to her immediately. He’ll be beside himself over the evidence that Lauren has.”

“You just take care of my baby,” Holly said.

“I’ll do my best to make sure nothing ever hurts her again,” Liam said in a somber voice.

“Lily, are you okay?” Lauren asked, alarmed at Lily’s paleness.

Holly and Callie both jerked around, their worried gazes locking immediately onto the heavily pregnant woman. Holly hurried toward the bar, putting her arm around Lily’s shoulders.

“I’m fine,” Lily protested.

“If my boys see you looking as pale as you are right now, it’s all over but the cryin’,” Holly said grimly. “They’ll have you home and in bed, worrying their fool heads off. Talk to me. Are you feeling okay? Is it the baby?”

Lily shook her head. “I didn’t sleep well last night. I’m worried about Lauren. Nothing else. Honest. Baby is sleeping right now and not trying to two-step on my ribs.”

Lauren’s lips turned down in unhappiness. Everyone in the Colter family was affected by her situation. She wished now that it was just her, Noah and Liam going and the others didn’t have to be involved.

Lily was about to have a baby, and she had to worry herself over the fact that two of her three husbands were off with Lauren going blind into a situation where the worst could happen.

“If you say one word about what I think you’re thinking, I’m going to hurt you,” Lily said menacingly.

Lauren’s eyebrows went up as she realized Lily was talking to her.

Lily got clumsily off the bar stool and walked over to where Lauren stood. She took Lauren’s hand and held it between them.

“Seth is the sheriff. Protecting people is what he does. He’s called out at all times of the night. There’s never one of them I don’t worry about him. There’s no way he’d ever allow a threat against his family to go unresolved. It’s just who he is.”

She smiled softly and glanced at Holly. “I think he has a lot of his fathers in him. They all do.”

Love for her husbands and her sons shone like a beacon in Holly’s eyes. She turned that loving gaze on Lauren and her daughter-in-law.

“Seth has the very best of his fathers,” Holly said, her voice rich with emotion. “My boys have never once disappointed me.”

“That’s my job,” Callie said dryly.

Holly chuckled. “I’ll admit, I like it that for the most part your days of wanderlust and restless spirit are in the past. I like having you here, at home where you belong. You and Max both. But baby, you’ve never disappointed me.” Her tone was firm even as love and pride shone in her gaze. “None of my babies, whether biological or not, have ever disappointed me. I can be disappointed in the fact that you aren’t home where you belong and still be as proud of you as I can be.”

She pulled Lauren into a fierce embrace. “And now maybe you’ll be home where you belong too. Having you all right here where I can fuss over you and mother you endlessly would make me the happiest woman in the world.”

Lauren didn’t dare peek at Liam, because this was still a painful subject for her and one she tried not to broach with Noah and Liam too often.

They may have strong feelings for each other. They may have made a sincere commitment. But at the end of the day, Clyde, Colorado, was a long way—a lifetime away—from New York City and the life she’d once led there.

A life she no longer wanted.

CHAPTER 25

NOAH hung up the phone and eyed the other men gathered in the room. “Okay, well you heard the details. Anyone have something I didn’t cover in the conversation?”