Accidentally Expecting. Michelle Celmer

guessing soon.”

      “As soon as I’m able. When is your next doctor appointment?”

      “Three weeks.”

      He cursed under his breath. “I’ll be in California for ten days.”

      “This early, you won’t be missing much.”

      “Then I guess I’ll take the next couple of weeks to tie up some loose ends, and be in Texas after my California trip. That would be, what? Fourth week in June?”

      A month seemed so far away, and at the same time it wasn’t long enough. A precious month left of her privacy. Her freedom. “This is all so… surreal. I mean, we hardly know each other. We’re strangers.”

      And if that was true, why did she feel as though she knew him somehow?

      “So this will give us plenty of time to get acquainted.”

      Maybe that was what she was worried about. She’d learned from one too many disastrous relationships not to trust her own judgment when it came to finding the wrong kind of man. Because the wrong kind of man for her, unfortunately, was the kind of man she was usually attracted to.