Chapter 709

Hannah Grant didn't say no. But she wasn't going to take it again either. Once she walked out that door, there'd be nothing left between her and Julian. Julian sat by the bed for a long time, keeping his distance. Then, without a word, he got up and left. Hannah got it—his feelings were more like how someone might feel about a stray cat they'd fed for a while. Affection, maybe. But not love. … At Beckett's place. When Madeleine came back home, the kids were already asleep. Robert was out like a light too. Madeleine was starting to think Robert might have something going on—he could sleep through a storm, seriously. Beckett was leaning on the dining table, waiting for her. "Why're you so late getting back?" he asked, a bit worried, though he knew Dalton and James were with her. "I went to see my big brother," Madeleine whispered, clearly dying to gossip. "Take a wild guess who he's with now." Beckett's mind blanked out. Seeing how stunned she looked, he blurted out, "Julian… found a guy