Natalie was staring at him. “I have to go now, Kyle. Will you two be okay?”
They had to be. “Yes, ma’am.”
“Great. I’ll check up on you next week. Remember, my office is always open.”
* * *
AFTER KYLE WALKED Natalie to the front door, he knocked on Joe’s door—now Jessica’s door. He’d dreaded combat less than this encounter.
Bracing himself, he stepped aside as she joined him in the hallway. Through the front windows, they both watched Natalie walk down the ramp with her daughter.
“She’s a great little kid,” Jessica murmured. “Natalie is lucky to have her.”
Kyle stuffed his hands into his jeans pockets and said nothing.
Finally, Jessica tore her attention from the scene outside and gazed up at him. She would always be pretty to him, with her liquid brown eyes and ready smile. But now she had dark circles under her eyes. Her arms were crossed, and she appeared somber.
Automatically, his neck muscles tensed.
“I got a letter from Joe.” She licked her lips and gazed straight at his chest, as if embarrassed to look him in the eye. “I read it when I got home from the law office that day. I’ve been thinking about it ever since.”
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