Leary had taken the afternoon off to visit a friend. Grabbing his hand, she started up the stairs. “Hold on. Where are you taking me?” “To the nursery.” She tugged harder, pounding up the stairs ahead of him. “I would ask.” He rushed to catch up. “Why the nursery?” “There’s someone I want you to meet.” She started up the second flight of stairs, tossing a grin over her shoulder. “Besides, it’s the most private place in the house. No one ever goes in there but me.” “Ah. Do I smell a trap?” “Definitely.” On the third floor landing now, she started running down the corridor. “I’m taking you to my inner sanctum. You can do all the unspeakable things you want there, I promise.” Laughter bubbled from her throat as she grabbed the knob and flung open the door at the end of the hall. Kendall stopped in his tracks, stunned by the sight of literally hundreds of pairs of unblinking eyes greeting him from every corner of the room. “Good lord!”
