Dial W for Wicked
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“She just kissed you on the jaw,” I informed him. “And she’s wrapping her arms around your shoulders.”
“Clarice… Clarice… hmm, I like that.” Dan nodded, affectionately reaching for his shoulders where Clara was touching him.
“So, you’re going to keep the horse robot?” Jackie asked. “Mandy, you’ve got to let me play with that.”
“Sure,” I said to Jackie, wondering where to set up the giant horse.
“Sure what?” Rick asked, rolling his eyes.
“Jackie wants to play with Clarice, and I said sure, she’s welcome to practice horseback riding.”
“Okay, good thing we’ve got some spare rooms,” he muttered.
“Spare rooms? What are you talking about? Clarice will stay in the living room,” Dan declared.
“Mandy, don’t worry.” Clara chuckled. “He’ll get bored about Clarice soon, and in the meantime, you can use the horse to hang your collection of diaper bags. You’ve bought a ton of them, and your friends and family keep gifting them as well, I presume?”
“Exactly,” I said, grinning. And I recalled that the one Dan gave me was bulletproof. Perhaps his fondness for everything bulletproof had something to do with him running a security-based conglomerate.
“Want to share her words with us?” Rick asked, twirling my hair with his fingers.
“She knows I have a ton of diaper bags.”
He broke into a smile. “Sure you do. You can never have too many of them.” Then he pressed a kiss on my lips.
“Swoon!” Jackie danced, sporting a cowboy hat on top of her head.
I kissed him back and then winked at Jackie. I was deliriously happy as I anticipated months and months of preparation while turning into a mom.
For a while, a part of me had completely forgotten about my background investigating crimes.
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Hi! My name is Lotta Smith. I’m the author of Paranormal in Manhattan Mysteries and Kelly Kinki Mysteries. I love everything comedy, from novels, TVs, to movies. In my teenage days, I was addicted to mysteries that involves amateur sleuth duo of a hot male professor and a quirky female student—with a light touch of romance sprinkled on top. So I went to medical school, partly because I wanted to see real dead bodies, and mostly because I was determined to meet sexy professors (specializing forensic pathology, perhaps) and go a-sleuthin’.
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