P.S. You're a Daddy! by Dianne Drake

Author:Dianne Drake
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-09-19T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

“PART OF ME really believes he should know,” Deanna whispered to the baby. “But only if he wants to, and that’s the problem. I don’t know what he wants. So we just do what we’re already doing, and keep taking it one day at a time.”

She went into the great room, where she turned on the large-screen TV, popped on an old Kathryn Hepburn movie she’d found in the cabin’s collection, settled down onto the sofa, hoping it would agree with the growing ache in her lower back, and promptly started relaxing to the raspy-voiced Kathryn having her way with her on-screen hero.

“I’m settled in,” she called to Beau. “Doing what the doctor ordered.”

“Not working on a report, are you? Or doing some research? Hiding it under the covers so you won’t get caught?”

She laughed. “No. I’m getting ready to relax with a movie.”

“And the world didn’t come to an end because you’re taking the rest of the evening off, did it?”

It unnerved her how well he knew her. Especially in such a short time. Was she that transparent? Could he see her confusion, or the intent on her face every time he looked at her? “I’m really not that obsessed.”

“Yes, you are,” he shouted over the screech of the tea kettle’s whistle. “And stubborn, too. Sort of like the pot calling the kettle black when you call me stubborn.”

This was nice, she had to admit. Cozy on the couch, Beau standing watch for a little while. And Hepburn...Hepburn was always strong, the way Deanna wanted to always be strong. “The way I’m going to teach you to be strong,” she said to the baby, as she pulled a blanket from the back of the sofa down over her.

“But you’re going to have real role models in your life, not images on screens the way I did. Me, maybe even your da...” On a sigh, her day drifted away for a little while, even before her tea had completely steeped.

* * *

Beau set the tea aside and simply stood in the doorway, watching her. She slept with a smile on her face. He’d never really seen that before. He’d read about it in books, seen it portrayed in movies, but had never witnessed it. But yes, Deanna slept with a smile on her face. Beautiful face, he thought. Not angelic. Not even soft. Beautiful in character and determination. Especially beautiful in strength. A face he could get used to looking at, though.

Exhausted, Beau slumped down into the chair across from her and kicked off his boots. He promised himself he’d rest for five minutes, then drag himself out and go home. So, propping his feet up on a footstool, he leaned back, cupped his hands behind his head, and simply existed there, listening to the gentle in and out of Deanna’s breathing, wondering about the way she faced the world.

There wasn’t really a way to define it. Maybe head on. Or combatively. Yet there were these moments, these off-guard moments, when he’d see such vulnerability in her eyes.

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