could feel Mrs. Mortimer watching him from her window as he wound the garden hose into a tight coil. Luckily, she couldn’t see his face because it was like stone and carved with fury.
Kenzi had a way with children but sometimes she couldn’t do anything to help them. Janey Wilson was lucky Kenzi would protect her with everything she had or die trying.
Chapter 4
Kenzi and Molly were playing in the playroom one day when Mrs. Mortimer swept into the room. Kenzi smiled at her as Molly simply ignored her.
“Molly, how would you like to go on a picnic in the woods with Miss Kenzi, Mr. Shawn, daddy, and me?” she asked sweetly trying to get Molly to open up.
“Could me and Miss Kenzi and Mr. Shawn go swimming?” Molly asked with excitement in her eyes.
“Swimming?” Mrs. Mortimer asked looking at Kenzi.
“When we went riding after you hired me we found a path in the woods that led up to a cliff overlooking the ocean. It’s deep enough to swim in. I honestly forgot all about it,” Kenzi explained.
“Oh, well, as long as you can get to the water safely that shouldn’t be a problem,” replied Mrs. Mortimer as she got up and left the room.
Kenzi had made Molly promise not to say anything to her about going home or her real name again, at least while they were in or around the house. Molly looked at her and smiled happily.
Kenzi knew Shawn wouldn’t be happy and she shouldn’t be either because it was only an excuse for the Mortimer’s to ogle their bodies but she was glad to get Molly out of the house for a while.
Shawn didn’t appear upset when they saw him a half hour later but that didn’t mean he wasn’t. Kenzi had heard him in the mic cursing the swinging Mortimers.
Molly obviously didn’t understand the looks Mr. and Mrs. Mortimer were giving Kenzi and Shawn but Kenzi could feel her skin crawl every time Mr. Mortimer looked at her.
Kenzi made sure she wore a one-piece swimsuit and a t-shirt that covered everything along with cut-off jean shorts. She could feel eyes on her legs but soon realized they were not only Mr. Mortimer’s. Shawn was eying her legs as well.
Kenzi could sense that Mrs. Mortimer was staring at Shawn and felt the sudden urge to scratch her eyes out. Shawn’s body had changed since they’d been together. His muscles bulged attractively with every movement and his thigh muscles bunched seductively as he guided the horse he rode with expert ease.
Kenzi quickly reached up to wipe at her mouth and make sure she wasn’t drooling. Molly was sitting in her lap since she had refused to go if she didn’t get to ride with Kenzi, and at Kenzi’s gesture looked up at her squinting her eyes against the sun.
“Why don’t we stop here and have our picnic?” asked Mr. Mortimer.
“Good idea,” replied Mrs. Mortimer sliding off her horse and landing assuredly on her feet.
Shawn swiped a hand over his face wiping at the sweat on his brow and whispered softly, “Don’t drink the wine they brought. They just seem kind of spooky and I don’t trust them.”
Shawn then got off his horse and Kenzi smiled at him to let him know she heard as he held up his arms for Molly to slide off Kenzi’s lap.
Kenzi leaned down to adjust her shoe and said in his ear, “What about the food?”
She slid her foot out of the stirrup and swung her left leg over the horse’s rump. Shawn was holding Molly’s hand and he pulled her towards the woods to show her the difference between the poisonous and non-poisonous plants.
The Mortimer’s were talking with Kenzi when she heard him reply, “The food’s fine. The microphone and earpiece are waterproof for when we go swimming.”
Shawn and Molly came back and she was asking him all sorts of questions about poison ivy and poison oak.
“Shall we eat?” Mr. Mortimer asked looking Kenzi up and down as if she were the entrée.
Shawn could see how Mortimer was looking at Kenzi and could hardly hide his revulsion. It was
Kenzi had a way with children but sometimes she couldn’t do anything to help them. Janey Wilson was lucky Kenzi would protect her with everything she had or die trying.
Chapter 4
Kenzi and Molly were playing in the playroom one day when Mrs. Mortimer swept into the room. Kenzi smiled at her as Molly simply ignored her.
“Molly, how would you like to go on a picnic in the woods with Miss Kenzi, Mr. Shawn, daddy, and me?” she asked sweetly trying to get Molly to open up.
“Could me and Miss Kenzi and Mr. Shawn go swimming?” Molly asked with excitement in her eyes.
“Swimming?” Mrs. Mortimer asked looking at Kenzi.
“When we went riding after you hired me we found a path in the woods that led up to a cliff overlooking the ocean. It’s deep enough to swim in. I honestly forgot all about it,” Kenzi explained.
“Oh, well, as long as you can get to the water safely that shouldn’t be a problem,” replied Mrs. Mortimer as she got up and left the room.
Kenzi had made Molly promise not to say anything to her about going home or her real name again, at least while they were in or around the house. Molly looked at her and smiled happily.
Kenzi knew Shawn wouldn’t be happy and she shouldn’t be either because it was only an excuse for the Mortimer’s to ogle their bodies but she was glad to get Molly out of the house for a while.
Shawn didn’t appear upset when they saw him a half hour later but that didn’t mean he wasn’t. Kenzi had heard him in the mic cursing the swinging Mortimers.
Molly obviously didn’t understand the looks Mr. and Mrs. Mortimer were giving Kenzi and Shawn but Kenzi could feel her skin crawl every time Mr. Mortimer looked at her.
Kenzi made sure she wore a one-piece swimsuit and a t-shirt that covered everything along with cut-off jean shorts. She could feel eyes on her legs but soon realized they were not only Mr. Mortimer’s. Shawn was eying her legs as well.
Kenzi could sense that Mrs. Mortimer was staring at Shawn and felt the sudden urge to scratch her eyes out. Shawn’s body had changed since they’d been together. His muscles bulged attractively with every movement and his thigh muscles bunched seductively as he guided the horse he rode with expert ease.
Kenzi quickly reached up to wipe at her mouth and make sure she wasn’t drooling. Molly was sitting in her lap since she had refused to go if she didn’t get to ride with Kenzi, and at Kenzi’s gesture looked up at her squinting her eyes against the sun.
“Why don’t we stop here and have our picnic?” asked Mr. Mortimer.
“Good idea,” replied Mrs. Mortimer sliding off her horse and landing assuredly on her feet.
Shawn swiped a hand over his face wiping at the sweat on his brow and whispered softly, “Don’t drink the wine they brought. They just seem kind of spooky and I don’t trust them.”
Shawn then got off his horse and Kenzi smiled at him to let him know she heard as he held up his arms for Molly to slide off Kenzi’s lap.
Kenzi leaned down to adjust her shoe and said in his ear, “What about the food?”
She slid her foot out of the stirrup and swung her left leg over the horse’s rump. Shawn was holding Molly’s hand and he pulled her towards the woods to show her the difference between the poisonous and non-poisonous plants.
The Mortimer’s were talking with Kenzi when she heard him reply, “The food’s fine. The microphone and earpiece are waterproof for when we go swimming.”
Shawn and Molly came back and she was asking him all sorts of questions about poison ivy and poison oak.
“Shall we eat?” Mr. Mortimer asked looking Kenzi up and down as if she were the entrée.
Shawn could see how Mortimer was looking at Kenzi and could hardly hide his revulsion. It was
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