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on the screen before shoving the cell phone back in her purse.
    It didn't escape Bors the way the woman's face blanched.
    “I'm sorry if I sounded like a shrew, but, lady, you married a bad apple. Good day.” She slung her purse on her shoulder, picked up her case, then ambled her way out of the clinic.
    “She called you a troll. Not hunk, handsome, sexy, or Mister Irresistible.”
    “Yup.”
    “My, I didn't know a woman immune to a Knight's charm existed.”
    “She exists.”
    “And the word troll makes you smile.”
    “Couldn't help it.”
    “Either she is blind or she prefers the same sex. Do you think she's a lesbian?”
    “No. Her vanity resembles yours and Kirsten's.”
    “I'm not vain.” Julie swatted his stomach. “Why did she call you a troll? What was that all about?”
    “I think she likes me.”
    “But she called you a fat jerk.”
    “I offered to kiss her sore ankle.”
    A knowing smile curved Julie's mouth. “So you did it on purpose. I should have known something was afoot.”
    “I did what on purpose?”
    “You know what I mean. You used the super sweet endearment love. I expected the bees to attack and swarm us. You purposely avoided mentioning that you are an uncle to this baby. Bors Knight, you flirted with her and pretended you are this baby's daddy to irritate the woman. Why?”
    “To see how she would react.”
    “Well, you made her angry and she called you a bad apple and worse, a troll.”
    “Yes. Because she likes me.”
    “Men. So incorrigible.”
    “Has she been here before?”
    “You'll have to ask Tristan. I normally use the back door and not come here in the receiving room. I came out because I heard you were out here and wanted to see what's going on.”
    “Now you saw. It's nothing. Just a minor cut. Don't you have anything better to do than hang out with my baby-puke smelling brother.”
    “Hey, be nice. I like hanging out here. I get to see the preview of my motherhood. Besides, I like bringing Tristan lunch. We want to spend as much time together as we can before this baby comes out.” Julie patted her belly. “I think this baby's going to be one spoiled Knight.” Her eyes twinkled the way a happy and contented mother's eyes would.
    He'd seen the look before. From his mother. Bors patted Julie's stomach. His parents would definitely go crazy when this first grandchild of theirs said hi to the world. His first nephew. The first Knight baby. “Will you do me a favor, love?”
    “What is it?”
    “Take care of this baby for me. And tell him Uncle Bors loves him.”
    “Of course. We'll all take care of this baby. Come now, sweetheart. Your cut is way too far away from your vital organs. So, are you going to stop that woman from leaving or would you rather see your brother first so he can stitch you up?”
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    Chapter Three
    Taylor's ankle throbbed as she slowly dragged her foot on the parking lot. Maybe the handsome Big Foot was right. She should just remove the stupid heel. Taylor stopped walking and removed the shoe with a broken heel. Ah, that's better, she thought. But she couldn't very well walk without limping. Why get rid of the heel? Just get rid this damn shoe. Both of them. I don't care .
    She kicked off her other shoe and left the pair on the parking lot. The rough cement pinched her soles, but it was better than walking like Doctor Frankenstein's helper, Igor. She looked at Tweed's Pharmacy across the street. There must be a sound pair of sneakers there. Yeah, sneakers. Better yet, a pair of running shoes. She could run better and faster if Jean's men showed up here.
    She fished her cell phone out of her purse and checked the short text message again. She read the message aloud. “You can't hide from me, Taylor. Come back and I'll forgive you. Wait longer and you will regret leaving. You can't stay away from me. And remember—know your place, girl.” So Jean knew she ran away.
    She thought about Ray, the gray-eyed