A Masterpiece Unraveled (The Masterpiece Trilogy Book 2) by Nikki Lynn Barrett

smile in his mind. He hadn't seen it in a while and wanted to tuck it away. At least he could still manage to get a smile out of her. All hope wasn't lost after all.
    "I've got a few from said talented artist in my own place. You saw my living room." Rissi grinned before she pulled her cell phone from her purse. "I'm going to call Chad and my mom to let everyone know we made it. After that I can help unload anything if you're planning to do that tonight."
    "I should probably let Beverly and Todd know we're back." As he made the call and said hello to Sienna, Becca slipped out the front door. Curious, Hunter lifted up one of the blinds. She headed for the car and pulled out a box. He recognized it as one of her few keepsake boxes. He'd noticed a photo album in it when they were packing. As she closed the door and headed back, he moved from the window so she didn't notice that he'd been watching her. They'd both lost their family twenty years ago, but it seemed like Becca was losing her family a second time. He imagined that was how she felt, because he would have. If someone had said to him what her grandparents yelled to Becca, he would have been shattered.
    "Sienna's excited to stay with you this weekend." Beverly's voice in his ear pulled him back to reality. Becca stepped inside and closed the door.
    "I can't wait. I miss her." Hunter wanted to hug Sienna and let her know just how much she was loved and wanted. He couldn't deny that he'd been affected by what Becca's grandparents said.
    "Did everything go okay in Vermont?"
    "No, not really. We had some interesting things happen, but I'll tell you about them later if that's all right." Definitely a conversation to save for later. Hunter kept his eye on Becca, his interest in whatever she was doing piqued.
    "Of course." Beverly's concern was obvious. "Give Becca my love. I have some ideas if she wants to find a job right away."
    "I don't think she knows what she wants to do yet, but I'm sure she'd be interested in hearing what you have in mind. Thanks for everything." The Sundstroms weren't blood related, but they always showed him what a family was all about. He loved them for all the years of acceptance, and for putting up with his craziness the past few years.
    "Always, Hunter. Here's Sienna again. She has more to say to you."
    He talked to his daughter for about ten minutes before she was distracted and ready to hang up. Her sweet giggles melted his heart. "Love you, baby girl."
    "Love you, Daddy!" Then he heard a scuffle and Beverly came back on the line. They said their good-byes.
    Rissi was still on the phone when he hung up. Hunter found Becca on the couch, sorting through the box. She picked up the photo book he'd seen earlier. "What's in there?" He sat beside her, hoping to spark some conversation.
    She pointed at a photo, then handed Hunter the book. It was a photo of her father with her mom. Becca tapped his arm.
    "Do I look like either of them?"
    Ah, so that was it. Becca questioned the whole not blood related thing. He knew all of Becca's features by heart, so Hunter glanced back down at the photo. Sure, there were resemblances, but the photo was so old and who knows what Rusty and Anne Lange would have looked like now. How did he answer this question without causing a whirlwind of emotions?
    Hunter set the book in his lap and cupped her face. "You have his eyes. When I look in yours, I see so much through them. They're kind, curious, and full of wonder. They sparkle when you smile. I see the same thing in the picture of your dad." Hell, that was lame. "You have your mom's smile. The kind of smile that someone could easily fall in love with because of the pure sincerity of it." Becca's smile always won him over. Every time she did, Hunter felt like the world would be okay. Would it suffice and give Becca a little faith? He'd question everything too, and he wished he had all the answers for her now.
    "How could I not be his?" Another anguished sound came from her