a woman who’d had a baby three days ago.
A familiar electricity filled the air. He tried not to stare but couldn’t help it. “What are you doing here?”
“She lives with us, Uncle David,” Caleb said, his arms now wrapped around Henry, the cockapoo.
“Her an’ baby Adam,” Conner echoed, smacking a noisy kiss on the dog’s nose.
He met July’s gaze and lifted a brow.
“The boys are right. This is my new home.” July glanced around and shrugged. “For now.”
David turned to his sister who’d been watching the exchange with unabashed curiosity.
“July and Adam are renting a room from me for the next month or so,” Mary Karen said, a fondness for her new tenants evident in her tone. “But when she discovered I was your sister I actually thought she was going to change her mind about moving in. David, what in the world did you do to her?”
The words were delivered in a half-joking manner, but there was puzzlement in Mary Karen’s eyes.
“I delivered her baby.” It wasn’t much of a response but David didn’t have the inclination to tell his sister the whole story.
“Mary Karen, I told you he didn’t do anything,” July protested. “Finding out my doctor was your brother was simply unexpected news.”
From the look on her face, unwelcome, too.
Before anyone could say another word a plaintive call rang out.
“Mommy. Mommy.”
“The native is getting restless,” Granny Fern called out from the back bedroom.
David fixed a gaze on July. “You and Adam stay here. We don’t want the baby exposed.”
He turned on his heel and without another word strode down the hall, Mary Karen scurrying to catch up.
July watched the two disappear into the bedroom where Granny was tending to Logan. She hoped the child was okay. It wasn’t until she’d returned from a short shopping trip that she learned the two-year-old wasn’t feeling well. She’d immediately taken Adam to the bedroom they shared.
But David was right. If Logan had something contagious, Adam shouldn’t be around the boy. But where could they go? Most of the motel rooms in the area were booked with skiers.
“False alarm.”
July jerked herself back from her worry and found herself face-to-face with David. Her heart skipped a beat. “He’s okay?”
“Throat is fine. His ears are red and there’s definitely fluid there. But give him twenty-four hours on Amoxil and he’ll be back fighting with his brothers.”
“Thank you so much for staying, David.” Mary Karen rushed past them, coat on, purse and keys in hand. “I promise, I’ll be right back.”
“There’s no reason you have to do this,” David protested. “I can go to the drug store and pick up the antibiotic.”
From the hint of exasperation in his tone, July got the feeling this wasn’t the first time he’d made the offer.
“No, he’s my son.” Mary Karen stopped at the door and turned back. “You both help yourself to any of the leftovers.”
“You’re staying?” July turned to David, unable to keep the surprise from her voice. His coat was still on and she’d hoped he’d follow Mary Karen out the door.
“Yep.” He shrugged off his jacket and draped it on the coat tree.
“But you’ve been busy all day,” July reminded him. “Don’t you want to go home and relax?”
His blue eyes met hers. “Even if I wanted to leave, Mary Karen took my Suburban.”
Her heart sank. “Oh.”
“How about keeping me company while I see what there is to eat?” The look in his eyes practically dared her to say no.
“Okay.” July never could resist a challenge. She glanced in the direction of her bedroom. “ After I check on Adam.”
“I’ll come with you.” He put a hand on her elbow. Before July quite knew what was happening, she was propelled down the hall with David too close for comfort. The intoxicating scent of his cologne teased her nostrils and sent her heart rate soaring.
“How do you know which room is mine?” Her voice sounded