Helen Lacey - Claiming His Brother's Baby

Cassie watched Tanner push up from the chair effortlessly. Oliver didn’t protest, but instead seemed to snuggle closer to his uncle. “He was restless,” Tanner explained and gently touched the baby’s head. “And he seems to like this.”

She smiled warmly. “Thank you for taking care of him for me while I was sick.”

Tanner met her gaze. “That’s what family is for, Cassie.”

Her throat tightened. Family. It had been so long since she’d thought she had anyone to call her family, besides her baby son. To have someone to rely upon … to need someone herself, was a different kind of feeling.

“How about I put him in his crib and then make you some tea?” Tanner suggested quietly.

Cassie nodded. “That would be good.”

He moved across the room and stood beside her. Cassie’s heart rolled over when she gazed into the sleeping face of her son and she touched Oliver’s head gently. She glanced up and saw Tanner watching her with a kind of blistering intensity, and the look made her insides quiver.

This was physical attraction … pure and simple.

An attraction she’d always been able to ignore. Until now.

Claiming His

Brother’s Baby

Helen Lacey

www.millsandboon.co.uk

HELEN LACEYgrew up reading Black Beauty and Little House on the Prairie. These childhood classics inspired her to write her first book when she was seven, a story about a girl and her horse. She loves writing for Mills & Boon ®Cherish™, where she can create strong heroes with a soft heart and heroines with gumption who get their happily-ever-after. For more about Helen, visit her website, www.helenlacey.com.

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For Nani

Because big sisters really are the best!

Contents

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Introduction Oliver looked so peaceful and content resting against Tanner’s chest. Cassie watched Tanner push up from the chair effortlessly. Oliver didn’t protest, but instead seemed to snuggle closer to his uncle. “He was restless,” Tanner explained and gently touched the baby’s head. “And he seems to like this.” She smiled warmly. “Thank you for taking care of him for me while I was sick.” Tanner met her gaze. “That’s what family is for, Cassie.” Her throat tightened. Family. It had been so long since she’d thought she had anyone to call her family, besides her baby son. To have someone to rely upon … to need someone herself, was a different kind of feeling. “How about I put him in his crib and then make you some tea?” Tanner suggested quietly. Cassie nodded. “That would be good.” He moved across the room and stood beside her. Cassie’s heart rolled over when she gazed into the sleeping face of her son and she touched Oliver’s head gently. She glanced up and saw Tanner watching her with a kind of blistering intensity, and the look made her insides quiver. This was physical attraction … pure and simple. An attraction she’d always been able to ignore. Until now.

Title Page Claiming His Brother’s Baby Helen Lacey www.millsandboon.co.uk

About the Author HELEN LACEY grew up reading Black Beauty and Little House on the Prairie. These childhood classics inspired her to write her first book when she was seven, a story about a girl and her horse. She loves writing for Mills & Boon ® Cherish™, where she can create strong heroes with a soft heart and heroines with gumption who get their happily-ever-after. For more about Helen, visit her website, www.helenlacey.com .

Dedication For Nani Because big sisters really are the best!

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Epilogue

Extract

Copyright

Chapter One

Cassie Duncan placed her four-month-old son in his bed and gently rubbed his belly through the pale blue cotton onesie. Oliver’s breathing slowed and she watched his tiny chest rise and fall, marveling at the perfect little person who’d come into her life.

If only your daddy was here...

But Doug was gone. Killed eight months earlier while on tour in the Middle East, he never got to see his son born. Now it was just the two of them, getting through each day. Cassie adored being a mother and loved Oliver more than she’d imagined she could love anyone. But she was sad that Doug would miss seeing his son grow up. He’d had very little family, just a younger brother in South Dakota he rarely saw. And Crystal Point was a long way from there. With a population of eight hundred, the small Australian beachside town sat at the southernmost point of the Great Barrier Reef. It was the perfect place to raise her child—quiet and safe—a place where she fit in, where she led a valuable life.

She grabbed the baby monitor, flicked on the colored shaded night-light and left the nursery. Mouse hunkered down the hall when he saw her. The one-hundred-and-sixty-pound black-and-white Great Dane always stood point at the end of the hall when she was in the nursery with Oliver. The dog pushed his big head against her leg and Cassie rubbed his neck.

“Feel like a snack?” she asked and kept walking.

Mouse followed her through to the kitchen. She gave him a couple of doggy treats and filled up the kettle. Oliver would stay asleep for a few hours, so she had time to make dinner and watch a movie. She rummaged through the pantry and settled on tinned soup and sourdough toast. The dog climbed into his bed by the door and Cassie set about making her meal.

Friday nights always seemed the quietest somehow. In the old days she would have called her best friends, Lauren and Mary-Jayne, to come around and they would have opened a bottle of wine and eaten cheese and crackers and shared stories about their week. But Lauren was recently engaged and making wedding plans with her fiancé. And Mary-Jayne was locked away in her workshop and wouldn’t be around for a week.

And I have Oliver.

Having a baby had changed her priorities. Not that Cassie had ever been much of a party girl. She’d dated Doug for three years before his death and although they hadn’t seen much of one another in the last eighteen months, she had stood by her commitment to their relationship. Being involved with a career soldier had been difficult. However, the long absences and constant worry for his safety hadn’t altered her feelings. She’d loved him, and now she loved their son.

She cranked the lid off the soup tin, poured it into a saucepan and sliced some bread while she waited for the soup to heat up. The baby monitor was quiet and Cassie relaxed when she sat down at the big scrubbed table and ate her dinner. The house was silent, except for its usual creaks and moans. But she loved the house and had lived in it for most of her life.

When her grandfather had fallen ill four years ago and needed full-time care, the house had been sold to an investment buyer to pay for his care and she had become a tenant in her own home. Of course she was grateful to have been able to stay on and lease the property from the new owner.