The baby in my arms was suddenly piercingly loud, more frantic sounding. My mind was still reeling from Edward being in love, or as close as he would probably ever get. But he'd also kept a brown suit jacket that matched his pants. The body that showed was strong, square, and dark.
He watched me as he did it, and his eyes weren't serene anymore. If Ramirez didn't arrive with the cavalry, I was in deep shit. Even with the bandages and the muscle cramps this was still my power hand, the hand to sense magic with. He pulled into a parking spot, and shut the engine off.
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