Devin found her hold tightening on Amelia.

“Listen up,” said Byron, shifting in the lounger so he faced Devin more directly.

“No, you listen up,” Lexi interrupted. “You are not going to convince Devin to give up her lawyers.”

“I had no intention-”

“Of course you did. That’s what this whole pretty, ‘don’t trust the evil Steve’ speech was leading up to. And it’s not going to work.”

“I’m simply suggesting she might want to be careful.”

Lexi crossed her arms over her chest. With a glance at Amelia’s sleeping form, she lowered her voice. “We are being careful.” She paused. “We don’t trust anyone…including you.”

Devin agreed with Lexi on that point. There wasn’t a single member of the Demarco family she could afford to trust. She was on her own in this. Well, except for Lexi.

Byron heaved a large sigh. “I guess there’s nothing left for me to say.”

“No,” Lexi agreed. “There’s not.”

Byron glanced back to Devin. “I’m on your side.”

She coughed out a laugh of disbelief. “You’re on Lucas’s side.”

“Lucas is an honorable man.”

“An honorable man wouldn’t try to rip an innocent baby from the arms of her loving aunt.”

Byron’s gaze moved briefly to the sleeping Amelia and then back to Devin. “You’re here, aren’t you?”

“It was his Hail Mary play in court,” she responded. “He only made the offer because he knew the judge was about to rule for me.”

Byron came to his feet. He gave his head a small shake, making a clicking sound in his cheek that transmitted his disagreement with her statement. “You can’t trust Steve,” he said simply.

“Funny,” Lexi responded. “That’s exactly what Steve says about the rest of you.”

“You cannot leave Amelia with these people,” Lexi stage-whispered after Byron had disappeared into the house.