Page 11 of Faith

“I wanted to tell you in person!”

Nicola sighed as Mick appeared in the doorway. Dark to Adam’s light, he had black hair and chocolate eyes.

“Has she stopped?” he asked with a grin, and another kiss on the cheek for Nicola.

She looked at her friend. “Sort of.”

“She’s been driving us crazy about telling you. Every day she has given us an hour and a minute update of your arrival,” he said.

She chuckled. “Well, I’m happy for all of you. And I hear that I get shrimp truck shrimp tonight.”

“That you do,” Mick said as he slung his arm over her shoulders. “I made it extra spicy since I know what you like.”

He held the door open for her and waited as Serenity followed her in.

“I was just on the phone with Jeffrey.”

“Jeffrey Smyth?” Serenity asked.

“Yeah. He and Ben are here on the islands.”

“Wait, you know those two?” Adam asked.

She nodded. “Jeffrey and I came up at the same time in ice skating.”

“Are they filming here?” Serenity asked.

“No. Apparently their show went off the air two years ago.” Serenity shrugged. She’d spent her childhood in front of the TV, so she avoided it now. “They’re flying over from Maui to see me. Apparently, they were trying to hunt me down and got hold of Mom. Now I have no way to avoid lunch.”

“Oh, stop it. You love those two.”

She sighed. “Yeah, but I have a bad feeling about this. Like they are in search of something.”

“I take it Jensen is on his way to Rough ‘n Ready?” Mick asked.

“Yep. Maybe he can find himself a sub to work his irritation out on.”

“What do you mean by that?” Adam asked as he set a glass of her favorite red blend in front of her.

She looked at Serenity. “Seriously, now I might have to fight you for both of them.”

“You are avoiding the question,” Adam said with a smile.

“I mean that he has been cranky. We flew from London to New York. We stayed for two days, then on to LA for one. Now here. He hasn’t had time to let loose; going to the club and finding a willing sub usually works for him.”

He studied her for a long moment.

“What does that look mean?” she asked.

He shrugged. “I think his irritation might be closer to home.”

“Now what the bloody hell does that mean?”

He opened his mouth to respond, but Serenity stepped in. “Did you want to give me some ideas on a nursery?”

She dragged Nicola down the hallway to the opposite end of the house.

“What are you doing, Serenity?”