but also not wanting to eat the egg white and tofu, whole wheat sandwich. It had been delicious until she’d told him what was in it. Then all four of them had rebelled, including her husband Sam. But she forced them to eat healthy whenever she could. She even pushed herbal tea on them when she decided they’d been drinking too much coffee. She was a cute little tyrant! But she meant well, so they all just humored her.
“Um…no. Between the wedding and the honeymoon, plus helping Nina with her wedding plans, we haven’t really had time to clean it out and get it ready.” Nina was Brock’s new wife. She was a genius programmer, currently busy marketing her latest computer game. It was getting critical acclaim in the industry for being both easy to use and responsive to users’ performance. And its relatively low price was helping it to become a commercial success.
“Any chance I could borrow it for a while?”
Hannah shrugged and handed Sam his coffee and breakfast sandwich. “Sure. What for?”
Colt smiled, grateful that she’d agreed even before she knew why he needed it. “I need to set up my mistress in a separate place so I can come and go when I like and still date all the other lovelies in the Chicago metro area.”
Hannah snorted her disbelief even while she handed Brock his own coffee and breakfast sandwich. “Or maybe it has to do with a pretty little blond restaurateur who needs a place to hide out for a while?”
Colt’s eyes slashed to Brock who simply took a sip of his hot coffee and winked at Hannah. “I didn’t say a thing to her.”
Colt rolled his eyes, knowing that somehow, someone had said something to Sam and Sam had told Hannah. Those two could almost read each other’s minds now. It was disgusting, he thought. “She’s just a person in trouble,” he said. “Nothing more to it.”
It was Brock’s turn to snort , but he buried his head in a file folder. Hannah then turned to find Walker at the opposite end of the conference table. There were twice as many file folders and reports around his laptop, and Hannah was instantly worried. “Walker, what’s going on?” she asked softly as she placed a large cup of coffee beside his elbow.
Walker looked up, then smiled gratefully at the woman he considered his sister-in-law even though he and Sam weren’t officially related. “I’m good,” was all he said. Hannah meant well, but he didn’t want to get into the “Amy” situation right now. Walker knew that Hannah loved all of them like brothers and, if someone was hurting one of them, she would go after the problem with a vengeance.
Hannah looked at him carefully , not believing him for a moment. There were dark circles under his eyes and they looked a bit red. Not to mention, she suspected the rumpled shirt he was wearing was the same one he wore to the station yesterday, although she couldn’t be positive. “Did you even go home last night?”
Walker knew that Hannah would gently prod until she had the whole story. Unfortunately, he was too raw about the situation. He didn’t want to talk about Amy. Especially not to Hannah who knew everyone’s business. “I’m good,” he repeated, not sure what to say. He didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but nor could he go into Amy or who she was – and especially not what she used to mean to him. There were some things that other people simply didn’t need to know.
He grabbed his coffee, the breakfast sandwich and the information he’d gathered overnight, then walked out of the conference room. He didn’t say anything as he left.
The rest of them looked over at Sam who was looking out the door with just as much worry. “No idea, guys.” He thought about it for a moment, then decided to tell the others what he knew. If things ended badly, Walker would be in worse shape than the last time Amy walked out of Walker’s life.