The Texan's Surprise Baby by Gina Wilkins - Bell Family 02 - The Texan's Surprise Baby

Author:Gina Wilkins - Bell Family 02 - The Texan's Surprise Baby [Wilkins, Gina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 0373657439
Amazon: B00B0A5VTY
Publisher: Harlequin Special Editon
Published: 2012-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Rousing herself from her momentary paralysis, Hannah leaped forward. Andrew lay on the ground on his back, surrounded by broken segments of the redwood handrailing from her porch. Taking as much care as possible, she hurried down the still-slightly damp steps.

Andrew was already struggling to rise on one elbow when she reached him. His face was thrown into shadows, but she thought she saw a dark smear on his forehead. She touched her fingers to his face, and they came away sticky. “You’re bleeding.”

“Bumped my head on a rock,” he muttered, tentatively raising his hand to his temple. “It’s just a graze.”

“Don’t move, I’ll call for help.”

He caught her wrist when she would have moved away. “Hannah, it was a three-foot fall. I’ll be fine.”

Still, he’d fallen hard, landing awkwardly on rocks and the broken railing. She hovered nearby when he rose gingerly. Before he’d even made it all the way to his feet, she heard doors open and raised voices.

“Is everything okay?” Maggie called from next door.

Aaron must have looked out from across the road to check on the noise. He sprinted over to support his brother, taking in the scene in a sweeping glance as Shelby followed only a bit more slowly. Aaron was still in jeans and a T-shirt, bare feet stuffed into sandals. Shelby wore plaid sleep shorts, a lace-edged tank top and flip-flops, evidence to Hannah that they’d settled in for a quiet evening. Pax raised his head from Steven’s porch and gave a questioning bark.

“Everything okay over there?” Steven called from his doorway.

“It’s fine, Steven,” Andrew replied. “Don’t try to get out. We’re good.”

“Andrew, you’re bleeding,” Shelby said, peering up at him.

He swiped at his temple with the back of one hand, smearing blood across his cheek, a dark stripe in the dim light. “It’s shallow,” he assured them. “I’ll stick an adhesive strip on it in a minute. First, I want to know what happened with this railing. How the hell did it break just from my leaning against it?”

“Good question,” Aaron agreed grimly, bending to study the broken rail. “Hannah, do you have a flashlight?”

“I’ll get it,” Maggie said before Hannah could reply, heading toward the door. “I know where she keeps it.”

Hannah figured Maggie thought she could move faster and more safely up the steps—and she was probably right. Maggie was back in only a couple of minutes while Hannah hovered close to Andrew, her throat still tight from the shock of watching him fall. She noted that he moved rather stiffly as he and Aaron closely examined the railing and the porch, talking in low, solemn voices while Aaron ran the beam of the flashlight over every inch of wood on the ground and the porch. Andrew’s white shirt and khaki pants were smeared with mud now—at least, she hoped it was only mud and that there wasn’t any blood hidden by the dirt.

“I can’t imagine why that railing broke,” Maggie fretted, shaking her head. “Dad built that porch himself, and he’s such a stickler about making sure everything is solid and secure.

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