Granted: A Family for Baby

Author:Grace, Carol [Grace, Carol]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises
Published: 2011-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

As she walked through the crowd, handing out stuffed mushrooms to the well-wishers, she heard snippets of conversation.

“Knew he’d win.”

“Hear Suzy’s quitting. Leaving Brady in the lurch.”

“How come?”

“I dunno.”

“That why he looks like that?”

“Like what?”

“Like he lost the election instead of won.”

“Where’s she going? What’s she gonna do?”

“I dunno.”

She wanted to say she was not leaving Brady in the lurch. That if he was in a lurch, it was his own choice. She hadn’t told anyone except Brady and her best friends where she was going or why. They’d find out soon enough that she was working at the diner. But nobody else would know she was there to find a husband.

Suzy was grateful to have so much to do, serving food and pouring champagne. Talking with friends, toasting the victory, thanking the volunteers and forcing herself to keep a smile on her face. But her most difficult job was ignoring Brady. She didn’t want to think about that episode in the bathroom. She didn’t want to remember how it felt to be kissed so passionately.

She didn’t want to want more. But she did want more. She wanted to feel his body tightly pressed against hers. She wanted to run her hands through his hair, feel his heart thud against hers. Feel the heat from his body course through hers. Most of all, she wanted to know how he really felt about her.

She did not want to know if he really looked like he’d lost the election. If he looked sad, it was a natural postelection reaction. And it wasn’t her fault He was just sorry the excitement was over. So was she. That was normal. And she’d tell him so. But she wouldn’t feel guilty about quitting her job. She’d warned him. He could have hired someone else by now.

She just wanted to get through the evening. She thought about leaving early, but each time she eyed the door longingly, somebody would come up to talk to her, give her another glass of champagne and tell her what a great job she’d done.

When she finally got to the kitchen to wrap up the leftovers it was midnight and the last guests were in the driveway saying good-night to Brady. If she didn’t feel responsible for cleaning up the kitchen, she would have headed for her car and sneaked away without saying goodbye to him. But she couldn’t leave his normally pristine kitchen with half a ham on the counter, a pool of melted ice cubes in the sink and a pile of paper plates spilling out of the trash can. Even though she was tired. So tired. She was clumsily tucking the last piece of foil around the ham when he came into the kitchen.

She glanced up at him. They were right. He did look like he’d lost the election. There were deep lines carved in his forehead. Some unnamed emotion tugged at her heartstrings. It couldn’t be sympathy. How could she feel sorry for somebody who’d just

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