Ghostwalker 09 - Ruthless Game

to strangers, even with Kane looking on. He didn’t view them as threats, so it would be easy to kidnap the baby. He wasn’t watching for it.
    Kane padded back across the floor, his bare feet making no sound. She watched him come, heart pounding, until he was looming over her. Up close, Kane was intimidating, yet his hands were gentle as he framed her face and bent to brush a kiss across her mouth. “Sebastian is too important to take risks with. If at any time you’re afraid for his safety,
    I want you to rely on your instincts. I mean that, Rose. Never be upset because you’re protecting our child.”
    She would have thrown her arms around him and hugged him close, but milk was stil dripping, and she’d make a mess. “I’l work on getting to know Jaimie,” she promised.
    “I know you wil .” The confidence in his voice steadied her. Maybe he real y knew her better than she knew herself.
    Kane reluctantly al owed his hands to slip from her face, instead of caressing her as he was inclined to do. Visitors could be a major pain, he was finding, when al he wanted to do was worship Rose’s body. And kiss her. He loved her mouth, that soft, shy, velvet paradise he could lose himself in for hours.
    He bent over the baby’s bed. Jaimie had found a smal crib, and the boy slept peaceful y, unaware that his mother was upset over company. He touched the baby’s hand, aware that Rose watched him without moving, waiting to see if he would pick up Sebastian and take him into the other room.
    She was naked beneath the robe, not the best garb to fol ow him out of the room, but she made no move, just held herself very stil .
    “Mommy is a little freaked out, Sebastian. Until she feels comfortable, you behave and don’t be too demanding about seeing visitors.” The little fingers closed around his, and he brushed his thumb over the child’s tiny knuckles. “Isn’t it strange to think we created this little miracle?”
    “Yes.”
    He shook his head over the idea that he had anything to do with such perfection. “Take a long shower, sweetheart, and don’t worry about anything. I’m closing the door, and no one wil disturb either of you.”
    Kane left her, strangely proud of her for tel ing the truth to him about her fears. She wanted to please him, but she didn’t lie or make up excuses. He closed the bedroom door softly and went to greet the visitors.
    He’d grown up with Jaimie tagging along since she was a little girl. A true genius, she’d caught up with both Mack and him, attending the same school and classes. Her face lit up when she looked up and caught sight of him. Jaimie jumped out of the chair where she’d been waiting and rushed him. He braced himself for the col ision. She flung her arms around him.
    “Should you be walking without a cane? Are you al right?” She looked past him toward the bedroom and lowered her voice. “Rose won’t leave your side. I think she thinks one of us might try to do you in. I’m a little worried that she doesn’t get any sleep.”
    “I told her to watch out for Mack. Was he pissed? He hasn’t lectured me yet.”
    “That you got shot? You have no idea. And as soon as you’re a hundred percent, you can pretty much count on him yel ing at you. But it’s so exciting that you found Rose and the baby.”
    “I delivered the baby.” He’d done it. He may as wel have bragging rights.
    Her riot of curls bounced al over her head. “No way! Real y? Wow, Kane. That’s so incredible.” The smile faded from her sapphire eyes. “You real y scared us, you know. Dr. Lambert kept you in a coma for a while.”
    “I’m sorry I scared you, Jaimie.” He wrapped his arm around her and dropped a kiss on top of her head. “I’m fine now. A little weak, but ready to start real training again. Physical therapy is wimpy, and I need some real work.”
    “Give it another week,” Eric Lambert cautioned. “You nearly died, Kane. You should have died.” He glanced toward the bedroom, and just like Jaimie, he lowered his voice. “I’d give a lot to know what she did to save your life. You should have bled out internal y.”
    “But I didn’t. And Jaimie, you’re making a fuss when you’ve seen me every day for the past couple of weeks.”
    “Mostly in bed,” she defended. “Or with a cane. Nothing that I can remember has ever kept you in bed. It was scary.”
    That was going to change. Rose could keep him in bed, but he refrained from saying so. Just the thought of