The Betting Groom (Last Play Christmas Romance Book 1; The Legendary Kent Brothers) by Taylor Hart

Author:Taylor Hart [Hart, Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Christmas Holidays & Celebration, Christmas Time, Holiday Whimsy, Festive Season, Winter Weather, Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Christian Stories, Faith Based, Inspirational Reads, Love Inspired, Bachelor, Single Woman, Hearts Desire, Clean & Wholesome, Life-Changes, Second Chances, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, Small Town & Rural Area, Pro-Athlete Career, Sports & Field Games, Physical Sports, Cold Weather Games, Padded Uniform & Helmet, Football Team—Denver Storm
Publisher: ArchStone Ink
Published: 2018-10-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

When Tara awoke the next morning, she couldn’t believe how snuggly and good she felt. The other bed was empty, and she remembered falling asleep in Will’s arms last night. She knew he wasn’t next to her because she was taking up the whole bed. Sitting up, she wondered where he’d gone to.

The neon clock next to the bed said it was ten-thirty. For Will, that would be half his day. What had he said yesterday? Up at five-thirty, was it? Maybe he’d gone skiing without her? The thought made her sad, but then she felt happy for him. Why shouldn’t he have a good time, even though she was sleeping?

A nasty burp made Tara cover her mouth. Bolting out of bed, she rushed for the bathroom. After a couple of dry heaves, she found herself on her knees next to the toilet, shaky and shivery.

As luck would have it, Will opened the door to the room right then.

She hadn’t even taken the time to shut the bathroom door. Moving into the bedroom, he paused at the door. He was wearing exercise clothes and held two bags of clothes and a bag from the gift shop store.

His lip turned down. “Shoot. Are you okay?”

Grunting, she stood and braced herself on the countertop. “Pathetic, that’s what I am, but … okay.”

“Quit saying you’re pathetic.” He gave her a deeper frown, then moved into the room.

She washed her face and rinsed her mouth, using the complimentary toothbrush on the counter. She looked at her paleness, briefly lamenting her appearance, and then walked back into the room. “Sorry I slept so much.”

He grinned, already sitting at the table with two egg and bacon bagel sandwiches spread out before them. “You’re sleeping for two.” He pointed to the chair. “Sit, let’s eat. Oh, I bought us a couple of outfits so we could change.”

“Like everything?” she asked.

He shrugged. “I had a lady help me, just told her you know—the underclothes and shorts, sweats, a nightgown, jeans, a sweater, T-shirt.”

She laughed. “But we’re leaving today.”

“Snow’s still coming down hard. They haven’t opened the tunnel.”

“No,” she said. “I shouldn’t be staying here; this could turn into a PR nightmare for you. Sure, no one’s been following you, but that can change fast and …” Her mind flashed to Zeke.

“Are you worried about him?” Will asked gently. “The butthead?”

“Why?”

Will didn’t say anything.

She shrugged. “Him seeing that I’m with you? No. Yes. Well, I don’t know. I just, if I have to go to court and fight for my child, I just …” She trailed off. All of it was uncertain at this point.

He put his hands together and closed his eyes, then opened one while crossing himself. “Do you want to say it?”

She nodded and put her hands together in prayer. “Thank you, Dear Lord, for this man.” She sniffed and her voice broke. “For my friend.”

His hand rested on hers.

“Thank you for this food. Thank you for this … baby.” She sniffed again, and hated that another tear was coming down her cheek.

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