Daddy Next Door. Judy Christenberry

      Suddenly her breath caught and a wave of cold chilled her body. She’d left her children with the man. Whoever he was. She’d trusted him!

      Putting the food on the table, she helped each child serve herself.

      “Now, girls, I need to go say something to Nick. You stay here and eat your dinner. I’ll be right back. Okay? Steffi is in charge. You do what she says.”

      With a backward glance, Jennifer hurried out of her apartment and banged on the door across the hall.

      When Nick opened the door, she glared at him.

      “Grace Windomere doesn’t have a nephew!”