BRADY WAS SURPRISED HIS cousin had answered her cell phone. She wasn’t known for even remembering where it was, let alone answering it. But then again, she was probably worried about being away from her kids. “Brady? I’m fine. How are you?” Hopping onto the kitchen counter, his favorite place to sit since he’d been tall enough to jump up there, he stared at the note Piper had left him. He’d stayed in bed until he was certain she and the girls were out of the house. Slightly cowardly—okay, a lot cowardly—but he couldn’t face eight-year-old twins whose babysitter he had banged until he’d had some coffee. Truthfully, when he saw Piper for the first time since he’d left her naked in the dark, he wanted to be alone with her, though he didn’t see that happening anytime soon. Piper’s note said they had gone out to the farm so the girls could play with her brothers, and he was welcome to join them. And that there were fresh towels under the sink.
