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Oklahoma City’s skyline.
    Blade had slept through most of the flight. But right now, he was wide-awake and Sam Di Meglio was on his mind. He was convinced that the only reason he was still thinking about her was because he hadn’t met anyone quite like her. Besides her beauty, he knew there was a passion in her just waiting to be unleashed. He saw it in her walk, was moved by it whenever their eyes met, and had felt it in their kiss that morning. He was definitely looking forward to returning to Oklahoma City, and would make it his business to see her again.
    He had talked to Luke on his cell phone on the way to the airport. His cousin had given him fair warning and tried to convince him Sam wasn’t a woman a man wanted to toy with. Blade didn’t want to toy with her. He wanted to spend an entire night in bed with her. He wanted to get her out of his system. He was convinced the kiss they’d shared that morning had definitely been the reason she was still on his mind.
    He had put his overnight tote and garment bag on the bed when his cell phone rang. He quickly pulled it out of his pants pocket. “This is Blade.”
    “I know who you are.”
    He couldn’t help but chuckle upon hearing his great-grandmother’s matter-of-fact voice. “Yes, ma’am, Mama Laverne, I’m sure you do. And how are you doing today?”
    “As well as can be expected. And how was your trip to Oklahoma?”
    Blade lifted a brow. “How did you know I went to Oklahoma?”
    “Slade told me when I called to check on Skye. She’s been a little under the weather.”
    “Oh,” Blade said, leaving his bedroom and heading for the kitchen to get a beer out of the refrigerator. He hadn’t known his sister-in-law was sick. “How is she doing?”
    “She’s doing fine for someone who’s having a baby.”
    Blade blinked. “Excuse me? Skye’s pregnant?”
    “I dreamed about fish last night, so you know what that means.”
    He nodded as put his great-grandmother on speakerphone, placing his cell phone on the table while he unscrewed the beer cap. Yes, he most certainly knew what that meant. Everybody in the entire Madaris family did. If Skye wasn’t pregnant, someone else was. It seemed whenever his grandmother dreamed of fish someone ended up pregnant.
    “Yes, I know,” he said, before tipping the beer bottle to his mouth to take a huge swallow.
    “I’m guessing it’s Skye, which would be my first great-great-grand. So I’m tickled pink at the thought of that. But who knows. It might not be Skye. It just as well could be one of your girlfriends.”
    Blade nearly choked on the beer he’d been drinking.
    “Blade? You okay?”
    He coughed to keep from choking. “Yes, I’m fine. You don’t have to worry about it being one of my girlfriends. I don’t do babies.”
    “But you do women and all it takes to make a baby is a man and a woman who—”
    “Excuse me, Mama Laverne, but I think I hear someone at the door,” he said, quickly deciding the last thing he needed was to hear his great-grandmother’s version of how babies were made. “I need to go answer it.”
    “Oh, okay. Will you be at church Sunday?”
    He rolled his eyes. He hadn’t planned to go. “Why? Is there something happening there this Sunday?”
    “Something happens at church every Sunday, Blade.”
    He rolled his eyes again. “Yes, ma’am. I’ll see if I can make it.”
    “Elsie Fowler’s niece is back in town and she’ll be there.”
    Blade shook his head. Now he knew for certain that he wouldn’t make it. Elsie Fowler’s niece, Sharon what’s-her-name, was not his type. She was the clingy kind who hadn’t been all that great in bed. “Okay, Mama Laverne, I’ll talk to you later.”
    He hung up, glad to end the call. His great-grandmother meant well, but they had different opinions about things, namely his marital status and his social life. The old gal was a die-hard matchmaker. And from what he’d heard, she used to be good at it back in the day. Five