"I intend to assume guardianship of the boy."

"You what?" Suzanna laughed incredulously, "We're not communicating, are we?" You see, I'm Timmy's guardian. Me."

"Not legally." Logan Bradford stared down his straight imperious nose at her. "I trust you're going to be reasonable about this and not turn it into another --"

"Reasonable? Shipping a recently orphaned four-year-old to a strange house full of strange people is reasonable? Mr. Bradford, you'd better get off my property now! Before I call the police."

"All right, enough." She saw fury flash in his eyes. "I admit you've invested time and effort in my brother's son. How much compensation do you want?"