Daddy with a Deadline by Shank Marilyn

Author:Shank, Marilyn [Shank, Marilyn]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: AmazonEncore
Published: 2012-11-13T05:00:00+00:00

What is the man up to now? Annie wondered as she and Trent left the ice cream shop. While the driving lesson had been a nightmare, she owed the cowboy for all his help. So she didn’t probe when he asked for a favor.

“Is it far? This mysterious place?”

“Super close. And not mysterious at all.”

When he swung the VW into the Babyland parking lot, Annie punched him in the arm. Hard. “I’m not going into that store,” she declared. “So forget it.”

Trent’s blood pressure shot up. “Why are you so obstinate? We’re just browsing. What’s wrong with browsing?”

Lots of things, Annie thought. She didn’t want Trent wrenching any more decisions from her hands. And crib shopping seemed too intimate an activity to share with someone who wasn’t her husband.

“I can’t afford the cribs yet,” she snapped. “Not for a couple more months.” She twisted the strap on her purse and glared at him. “You tricked me, Trent Madison. I expect fair play from you. Always.”

“How else could I get you here? Other than in a hostage situation?”

He had a point. And she had agreed to his terms. “Thirty minutes. Starting now.”

“Let’s go. At the rate you move it’ll take that long to get to the front door.” The man’s grin was positively wicked.

Annie considered punching him again. Harder this time. “I’ll get you for this.”

“I expect you will.”

Trent opened the door to Babyland, and they stepped into a children’s paradise. Annie had never been inside the store. At first her grief had kept her away. And as the grief eased, her limited budget took over.

She gazed around the showroom with a sense of wonder. “Have we stumbled into Oz?”

“Rosa said it was fantastic. And Rosa’s never wrong.”

They strolled up and down the aisles till they reached the crib department. “What style do you like?”

“I want cribs made of oak. But I’ll buy mine secondhand.”

“Let’s see if anything’s on sale.”

As Annie watched Trent stride through the aisles, she thought he looked out of place in the sea of baby furniture. Cowboy to the core, the man should be shopping for saddles or bridles or hay.

Certainly not baby beds.

But Trent’s loyalty to Brad was unquestionable. He would do anything to honor his friend’s request. Including driving lessons and crib shopping.

“Over here, Annie. These are oak. How about this one?”

She joined him and felt a rush of delight. “It’s perfect. Just the style I want.” She glanced at the tag and gasped. “Did you see the price? I didn’t pay this much for Eloise!”

“They’re on sale. Thirty percent off.”

Annie suddenly felt faint. The tension of the driving lesson and the unexpected trip to Babyland had overwhelmed her. She swayed to one side, and Trent noticed. “Are you OK?”

“I feel dizzy.”

“Here. Sit down.” He guided Annie to a rocking chair and she dropped into it. She closed her eyes to stop the room from spinning.

Trent knelt beside her and grasped her hand. Annie tried not to think about how good his fingers felt wrapped around hers.

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