To Love and to Cherish by Gina Robinson Read Free Book Online Page A

acetaminophen toward me. "Take two."
    I popped two pills and eyed him cautiously. "You're not upset?"
    "It's not my life." He was absolutely unperturbed. "My cousin has already gotten what she apparently wanted, and schemed deviously for—an heir to a billionaire's fortune and eighteen to twenty years of generous child support ahead of her. I'm sure she'll get a good lawyer.
    "Have you seen the videos of her announcing the pregnancy at your birthday party? My mom already posted one on all her social media sites."
    I glared at him.
    "Your mom looked happy." Dex was rubbing it in intentionally. "Enjoy your few minutes of being the favorite son. Before you dash her hopes and blow your little family apart, you might consider this—there is no legal right of visitation for grandparents. Lala could legally keep them from seeing their first grandchild. And you would become such a dog in their eyes."
    "You're enjoying this." I took a gulp of black coffee.
    "Being the voice of reason?" He shook his head. "It's what I live for. Now, do you want to know what I've found out about your real bride?"
    "Could you push those eggs farther away? They make me want to throw up."
    He shoved them aside without looking at them. "Her name is Macy Long. Well, as far as I can tell. She has about a hundred aliases and false identities. And that's an approximation, not an exaggeration."
    "Am I supposed to be impressed?" I was in a foul mood.
    "You should be," Dex said. "I know where she lives." He let that revelation hang in the air so I could grasp its importance. Dex had a flair for the dramatic. "Now, drink your coffee and get your head out of your ass. We have some surveillance to do."
    I would have shaken my head again, but I'd already learned my lesson. Instead, I took a slow, deep breath. "I have a highly paid PI to do the grunt work for us. Text me what you've got. We'll put his crack team on it. We have better things to do with our time. Like set up a sting. Our file of crackpots is ready to go if we need it?"
    Dex looked disappointed about not getting to play PI. He nodded and sent me a text. "Yeah. Hate to break it to you, but you attract a lot of nutcases and women with odd fantasies and weird conspiracy theories. There are at least half a dozen who claim they're having your baby. At least three of them claim you used aliens to impregnate them."
    "It's my animal magnetism and winning personality." I rolled my eyes. "I think I game with a few of those psychos online."
    "Dude, you got to be more discriminating." Dex laughed.
    "I used to be desperate." I downed half a cup of black coffee and grimaced. "We have any energy drinks around here?"
    "In the not-so-mini fridge in this place." He hitched a thumb toward it.
    I went to the fridge, grabbed one, and popped the top. One of the great things about having money—buying crap from the mini fridge didn't make me wince quite so badly anymore. Dex's text came in. I sent Dex's info to my guy. "What have you got on our thief? We need to figure out her MO and her weaknesses."
    I laughed bitterly. "Oh, wait. We know her weakness, or at least her favorite marks—desperate, geeky rich guys who win cash at the tables. And carry it around for easy lifting."
    I knew the answer to the question I was about to ask, but I went ahead with it anyway. "How's your blackjack?"
    He shook his head. "I count cards better than you do. How much do you want me to win?"
    "Enough to attract our girl. Not enough to draw attention and get thrown out of the casinos. I'll front you the money. But first, we need to plan this out carefully." I studied him. "And pretty you up."
    Dex rolled his eyes, looking put out. "Ah, shit, Justin. Lala has rubbed off on you."
    Just then my phone buzzed. I had a text from Kay. It was a picture of her and Data. All dolled up and wearing matching rhinestone collars and pink bows. And the message— From our new Doggy and Me collection. You can try to take the dog from the girl. But you can't