Derek hovered near the opening that served as a doorway between the kitchen and the front room, keeping an ear on Laurelynn, just in case. He overheard the Kahn’s request for her to move here and had to stop himself from marching in there and telling them there would be no need to build her a place on the ranch, she would be living with him. But the conversation did remind him of something.
He’d let it slip his mind that Laurelynn still had one daughter at home, at least for a few more years. She’d told him that Roxanne was fifteen. He hadn’t met her but hoped they could at least get along. Surely, he was capable of dealing with a teenager.
It was a good thing he lived in a two bedroom house, though, if Laurelynn wanted a bigger place, he’d find a way to get it for her. He’d get her anyt
