seen as a man who moved on to greener pastures with scant regard for the woman he’d promised to love.”
He turned to Mikayla and held out his hand. “I will try to minimize the damage, but things will get a little rough. Let me know if you have any questions,” he said as he shook her hand. “I’ll see you in court on Thursday.”
She nodded and followed him to the door. Once he’d gone, she turned to face her husbands. They all looked a little pale, and almost as one they started talking about her involvement in the court case. She held up her hand to silence them.
“Simple fact,” she said very clearly. “Nasty things are going to be said about me whether I am there or not. At least this way I get to defend myself.”
Ryan and Ty nodded thoughtfully, but Peter still looked miserable. Before he could apologize again, she moved into his arms and pressed a kiss to his lips. “First, I want a nap,” she said on a yawn, “and then I want to go back to California for a couple of days.” He nodded, pulled her closer, and turned toward the bedroom.
“Oh, no, not this time, brother,” Ryan said as he followed them into the bedroom. “You can sleep in the chair if you want, but I want my wife in my arms. So you can either sleep on her other side or watch from a distance. Either way, Ty and I aren’t going to be left out. Not today.”
Surprisingly, Peter nodded, perhaps in resignation, and then climbed onto the bed and dragged Mikayla into the middle. He didn’t look comfortable when Ryan slid onto the other side, or when Ty stretched out at the end of the bed and wrapped a hand around Mikayla’s ankle, but Peter stayed there and held her as she fell asleep.
* * * *
Traveling back to California was a very good idea. Ty watched his wife talk animatedly to Tracey and her partners. Mikayla appeared relaxed, and it was certainly distracting her from the stress of the upcoming court date. As childish as it seemed, Ty was still hoping for a miracle so that he could spare his wife the pain and humiliation of having her life with them dissected and vilified.
Tracey laughed as her partners pulled her in for a tight hug. The four of them seemed very happy together. Rick, Tony and Ashton seemed very protective of Tracey in much the same way Ty and his brothers were toward Mikayla. They were also cops, and even though Ty worried for Tracey’s well-being if her partners were hurt on duty, he also felt relieved that Tracey was well protected.
He shook his head minutely as he realized his faith in the human race had certainly been tainted by their experiences on the ice planet. Although, the realization didn’t make him want to protect his wife any less.
“So have you set a date?” Mikayla asked in a very excited voice. He tuned in to the conversation hoping to catch on to whatever he’d missed.
“We’re not planning anything over the top. Rick’s parents and sister aren’t pleased with their choice of lifestyle.” Mikayla could tell by the way Tracey spat the words “choice” and “lifestyle” she was not thrilled by her soon-to-be in-laws’ opinion. “And you know I have no family, so we thought we’d just have a civil ceremony with a couple of work colleagues and a few close friends.” Tracey glanced up at Ty and then back to Mikayla. “When do you go home?”
By the beautiful, excited smile across Mikayla’s face, Ty figured they weren’t going home until after Tracey’s wedding. And at the moment he couldn’t think of anything more perfect than giving Mikayla a good memory of this trip to Earth.
He nodded when Tracey looked at him, and then the women giggled like teenagers and got down to the serious business of planning a wedding.
* * * *
“As you can see, Your Honor, Mr. Davidson and his brothers are all married to Miss Mikayla Noone. I offer these marriage certificates as evidence that clearly supports Ms. Evans’s claim that her engagement to Mr. Peter Davidson also