His Wyoming Baby Blessing. Jill Kemerer
Читать онлайн.| Название | His Wyoming Baby Blessing |
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| Автор произведения | Jill Kemerer |
| Жанр | Короткие любовные романы |
| Серия | Wyoming Cowboys |
| Издательство | Короткие любовные романы |
| Год выпуска | 0 |
| isbn | 9781474096287 |
—Romans 15:13
To the AW baseball moms! Sandi Hood and Kerri Penrod— you’ve taken the brunt of my plotting nonsense and iced-coffee addiction—thank you! Special thanks to Amy, Jill, Rhonda, Kim W., Kim K., Marla, Dawn, Michelle, Dreama, Katie, Heather, Amber, Brooke and Jessica for your encouragement, pictures and smiles. My sincere apologies to anyone I might have missed!
Thank you to Shana, Melissa and Elizabeth, the editors who helped shape this book. You make me a better writer.
And finally, thank you to my agent, Rachel Kent, for all you do.
Contents
She should have been here by now.
Wade Croft paced the front porch of the sprawling log cabin he called home. Late May wildflowers and blue skies spread as far as he could see, pausing only at the white-capped Bighorn Mountains. Unfortunately, the peaceful scene did nothing to slow his rapid heartbeat. Kit McAllistor would be here any minute, and the last time he’d seen her had been at her husband’s funeral four months ago. The experience had unsettled him.
Kit’s stricken, drawn face as she’d cried over the casket had picked off the scab on emotions he’d gotten used to pretending didn’t exist, and, as much as he sympathized with her loss, he’d avoided contacting her since then. The little girl he’d met in foster care all those years ago—his childhood best friend, the one who always believed the best in him—had grown into a very special, very beautiful woman.
Her husband passing away complicated things.
A dust cloud formed in the distance. It must be Kit’s car. He propped his hand against one of the posts. His land stretched for miles. Land he’d been blessed with. He’d taken it for granted in his quest to expand. Look where it had gotten him. On the brink of losing it all. Why had he overextended himself last year to buy Dudley Farms, a massive farm east of here? If he didn’t find a buyer for Dudley Farms soon, he’d lose everything, including his home, JPX Ranch.
Somehow, he’d find a way to get out of this financial hole, and until he did, no one needed to know about the trouble he was in.
Right now he had to focus on Kit.
The compact silver car stopped in front of the garage. He had the oddest sensation that if he moved even a muscle, his life would change forever.
Nonsense. Get over there like the barn is on fire!
He took off toward the driveway as the car door shut with a thud. Kit walked his way. A perfectly rounded belly jutted out from her long sundress.
His feet refused to move another inch.
She was pregnant.
Why the concept floored him, he couldn’t say, maybe because the thought of her having a baby hadn’t occurred to him, with Cam’s death and all.
If he thought her husband dying complicated things...
“Wade.” The word sounded scratchy, defeated. Her skin was drawn, dark crescents shadowed her pale green eyes and weariness burdened her shoulders. The woman standing before him barely resembled his vibrant friend.
“Kitty Cat.” The old nickname fell off his tongue before he could worry about the consequences.
Something sparked in her eyes, and she closed the distance between them, wrapping her arms around his waist. He held her lightly, trying to ignore the sensations crowding his brain. Soft skin. Long silky hair with a hint of coconut shampoo. A pregnant tummy separating them. She seemed thinner, not taking into account the baby. There was a frailness to her that didn’t mesh with any version of the Kit he knew. At least the freckles on her nose were still there.
“I didn’t know where else to go.” She stepped back and let out the most pitiful sigh