The Good Father by Tara Taylor Quinn

Author:Tara Taylor Quinn
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Contemporary Fiction, Contemporary Women, Series, Contemporary, Romance, Harlequin Superromance, Literature & Fiction, Women's Fiction
Publisher: Harlequin Superromance
Published: 2015-06-02T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

ELLA COULDN’T SLEEP. She’d never slept in a room with a little one and, although she needed to toss and turn because she couldn’t get comfortable, she lay stiffly, afraid of waking Cody.

She couldn’t leave the room because Brett was right outside her door, sleeping on the couch in the living room. The only other room in the cabin, other than a bathroom and the bedroom currently occupied by her brother and sister-in-law.

And God, she hoped Chloe wasn’t making a mistake. Would she, after spending a night in her husband’s arms, be strong enough to leave him in the morning?

Chloe had said that, on the contrary, it would be easier to leave him if she had that bonding to hold on to. If they could share some kind of personal closeness in the midst of the turmoil.

She’d also said that she hoped sleeping with her would remind Jeff how valuable their relationship was to both of them, how much they loved each other and maybe spur him to seek help more quickly. She’d thought lovemaking would bring him to his senses.

And if nothing else, she would be gaining his full cooperation on a complete separation. No more phone calls.

Neck tight and body rigid, Ella felt the beginnings of a migraine and knew she had to get up. A sliding glass door led out to the back deck.

Moving stealthily, she pulled on a pair of thick socks, exchanged her pajamas for the jeans and sweater she’d worn that night, grabbed her sweater coat to ward off the fall chill and slowly and carefully lowered the latch to the door. The baby stirred when she slid open the door, and she froze. He settled and she slipped outside, shivering, and quickly got into her sweater, wrapping it around her and securing it tightly at her waist.

They were in the crazy time of year when days reached the high seventies but nights could drop to the forties.

The deck had been built a story above ground and was gated at the top of the steps leading up to it, hopefully precluding any wildlife from sharing the space with her.

It was dark, the moon almost completely hidden by the trees, but she knew her way around enough to find the padded lounge furniture and settle into a chair. Cool air chilled her face and fingers, the only exposed parts of her, but not enough to drive her back inside.

“Disclaimer. I’m here.”

Ella turned with a jerk toward the whispered sound. Brett was upright in a chair angled away but not two feet from her.

Her heart pounded out of fear, shock at finding herself not alone, and continued to pound even after the shock wore off. Brett had a way of eliciting that reaction from her.

“I’ll go back in,” she said, arms wrapped around herself as she started to rise.

“Don’t go on my account,” he told her. Still fully dressed, he lifted a beer to his lips. The same one he’d nursed during the game of

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