And she’s not going anywhere with you without Grant’s permission. Who are you anyway?” Cait knew, but figured she would keep that to herself; Meggie looked a great deal like the woman. “Shannon Grant. Spencer is my husband and he told me to pick her up today here. How else would I know you were going to be here if he hadn’t told me?” She started to reach for Meggie again and Cait twisted around so that she could not touch her. “You reach for her again and I will have you arrested. I’ll call Grant and ask him. Now, you’ll back the fuck up or I’ll back you up.” Cait pulled out her cell and looked for the number Spencer had put in her phone. She knew immediately which one was his; he had called himself Granite Hard Lover. She pressed send and waited. Frowning when she was told the number was incorrect, she tried again. Same. Damn it. “He didn’t give you his number? Oh that’s perfect. Well, since you can neither deny nor verify my claim on my own child, then I’ll just take her.”
