Do You Take This Baby?. Wendy Warren

      

      Marriage is in this playbook!

      Football champion Ethan Ladd planned to spend the off-season dating beautiful women and living the good life. Until his ailing infant nephew is thrust into his care. Despite his best efforts, social services doesn’t believe Ethan is up to the task. It’s fourth and long...and the offense has a loaded diaper. Time to pull out a trick play.

      Marry Ethan Ladd? They dated once. It was so bad, people are still talking about it. But after Gemma Gould’s failed engagement, a temporary husband and baby may be the closest she ever comes to having her dream family. Gemma agrees to play until Ethan wins custody. But when he makes a play for her heart...will they score a touchdown for love?

      “I know you wanted to be married, have kids the normal way. But you yourself said you weren’t willing to wait to be married in order to have children. You were going to push ahead on your own. This is another option. You’re my friend, and I think you’re sexy as hell. Marriages have been built on less, I bet.”

      Her face flushed a deeper pink than her pajamas. A good sign? He found himself hoping so.

      “Think about it, will you, Gem?” He raised the marshmallow he’d plucked from the jar and brought it to her open lips. “What was it Scott and Elyse said at their wedding? ‘I promise not to let the sun set without telling you how lucky I feel to have you’? I can promise you that. And marshmallows. If you say yes, I promise never, ever to make you go without marshmallows.”

      Before she could say yea or nay, he popped the treat into her mouth, following it with a kiss he intended to be as light and sweet as the candy. And it was. Until her arms went slack, and the blanket fell, and the temptation to make the kiss something more became too much for either of them to resist.

      * * *

      The Men of Thunder Ridge: Once you meet the men of this Oregon town, you may never want to leave!

      Do You Take This Baby?

      Wendy Warren

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      WENDY WARREN loves to write about ordinary people who find extraordinary love. Laughter, family and close-knit communities figure prominently, too. Her books have won two Romance Writers of America RITA® Awards and have been nominated for numerous others. She lives in the Pacific Northwest with human and nonhuman critters who don’t read nearly as much as she’d like, but they sure do make her laugh and feel loved.

      For

      Tim Blough

      And

      Matt Pizzuti

      Husbands, fathers, true heroes.

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       Introduction

       Title Page

       About the Author

       Dedication

       Chapter One

       Chapter Two

       Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Chapter Thirteen

       Epilogue

       Extract

       Copyright

       Chapter One

      One little mistake. That’s what Gemma Gould had made. One little mistake...that she was going to pay for the rest of her life.

      “Beer or Bellini?” she muttered, keeping her head lowered as she manned the bar set up in her parents’ backyard. Today’s coed bridal shower for her youngest sister, Elyse, was turning into her own worst nightmare.

      “Let’s go, everyone.” Elyse’s maid of honor stood at the Goulds’ sliding glass door and clapped her hands. “Grab your burgers and your drinks and head to the family room. Elyse’s episode of That’s My Gown! is about to begin.” The announcement made Gemma’s blood curdle in her veins.

      Perspiration trickled down her back, hot and damp and sickening. Maybe she could say they were out of peach nectar for the Bellinis and that she had to run to the market. For about three days. Or better yet, she could fake an appendicitis attack—total rupture—and disappear for a week or more.

      Nine months ago, Elyse had insisted that Gemma accompany her on a trip to New York to shop for a wedding gown (the selection on the West Coast being far too limited), and they ran into one of Elyse’s college friends who, as it turned out, was working as a producer on the TV show That’s My Gown! The next thing Gemma knew, she was Elyse’s “entourage,” tasked with the responsibility of murmuring “ooh” and “aah” as Elyse modeled an endless parade of gorgeous wedding gowns. Simple.

      Only it hadn’t gone so well.

      “I’ll have a Bellini, please,” requested the sweet, high voice belonging to one of Elyse’s eleven bridesmaids, “and could you hurry, Gemma? I missed the episode when it aired on TV. I hear it’s a hoot!”

      Gemma smiled with her teeth gritted. Yeah, it’s a hoot, all right. Pouring a slushy, Creamsicle-hued drink into a stemmed glass, she passed it over the portable