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“Can I hold her?”

Simon’s voice was whisper soft.

Cat wanted to refuse. He was leaving after Christmas. But maybe because he was leaving, what harm could there be in granting this small request?

As he held the baby, she watched the man melt before her very eyes.

Simon touched Opal’s nose. “She’s a beauty, yes?”

Cat clenched her jaw. The sight nearly undid her. “Yes.”

He looked at her hard. “Cat, I have no idea what to do.”

“You’re holding her just fine.”

“That’s not what I mean.” He looked as if he’d been torn in two.

“What do you mean?” she whispered.

Simon’s gaze bore into hers, searching.

Simon didn’t hand her over. “Come with me.”

Cat could refuse, but they’d have to finish this conversation eventually. Before he left, anyway. She owed him that much.