His Pregnant Courthouse Bride by Rachel Lee

Author:Rachel Lee
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Morning sickness kept Amber at home the next morning. Wyatt had family court, and she’d wanted to see him in action, but not even crackers would settle her stomach enough to make her feel safe about going out.

Regretfully, she watched him drive off, then ran to the bathroom again, fearing the crackers were about to be lost. She sat on the stool in the powder room while cold sweat beaded her brow and her stomach churned, but she held her food down and eventually felt well enough to head for the kitchen and think about eating a few more crackers.

By lunchtime, just before she expected to see Wyatt’s return, the doorbell rang. He hadn’t said anyone might be stopping by, but she hesitated only a moment before going to answer it. He might be expecting a delivery.

She opened the heavy door with its stained-glass inset to see two very drab-looking women standing there. She blinked, wondering if they’d stepped out of a black-and-white movie—there wasn’t a hint of color about them, their hair drawn severely back under old-fashioned hats with net that covered the tops of their faces. Their coats were just as drab, gray wool, fully buttoned up. Their dresses reached well below their knees and their feet were shod in sensible black oxfords. They might have come from another era.

“May I help you?” she asked.

“We’re here to help you,” said the older of the two women, her face stern.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t need help.”

“You do,” said the older woman, stabbing her finger at Amber. “Living in sin with Judge Carter, not even married and carrying his child!”

“It’s not his...” Amber began, her first impulse to protect Wyatt, even as a sense of unreality began to overtake her. Surely she had become unmoored in time.

“Lying, too,” remarked the younger woman. “But it’s not too late. Come with us. We’ll help you find your way again.”

Amber didn’t care if she was rude. She closed the door in their faces.

What in the world?

Heavens, that had left her shaking. Unreal. Not like her to be so slow to react, but she soon forgot her nausea and trembling as anger replaced her initial reaction. Was that what they were saying about Wyatt around here?

She needed to leave. Now. He had that election coming up and if people were talking this way... The urge to run was almost overwhelming. She didn’t want to harm Wyatt, no matter how unconcerned he’d seemed about it. Living in sin? She supposed some people still thought that way, but how many of them were around here, and how could that affect Wyatt?

He’d been kind enough to take her in, now she had to be kind enough to leave. It didn’t matter where she went. The only thing that mattered was that she not mess up his life as well.

She had her foot on the bottom stair, prepared to pack and leave quickly, when she heard another knock on the door. If it was those women again, she was going to give them a piece of her mind.

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