The Sheriff's Pregnant Wife. Patricia Thayer

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      He was making a life here in Destiny. Even though his sister, Jodi, lived in Durango with her son, Nicolas, she was able to come on weekends. He visited his mother nearly every day.

      Yes, he was dealing with things…and now, Paige had shown up. For years, he’d managed to keep her out of his thoughts. He now knew as soon as he’d set eyes on her again, it would be impossible to keep her out of his heart.

      

      “Reed Larkin pointed his gun at you?” Morgan gasped as she sank into her chair.

      Paige swallowed a bite of her sandwich. She was hungry and the food was actually helping her queasy stomach. “In all fairness to him, I was trespassing.”

      Her older sister brushed back her long auburn curls. “And what were you doing in the old Merlin building?”

      Paige had arrived home last night, just in time to attend her younger sister’s, Leah’s, engagement party. She had been grateful that all the attention had been on the happy couple, and she hadn’t had to answer a lot of questions. Questions about her career, her future.

      She wasn’t sure that she wanted everyone to know about her plans…yet. “Can you keep a secret?”

      Her sister’s green eyes sparkled. “Do you want to pinky swear, or would my word as mayor be good enough?”

      Paige laughed. She had missed the interaction with her sisters so much. “Your word is good enough. I’m taking a leave of absence from my job. I’m rethinking my career goals.”

      Morgan brought her sandwich to her mouth and paused. “Does that mean you’re thinking about coming home?”

      Paige’s thoughts turned to Reed. She’d be living in the same town with a man who’s welcome had been on the chilly side. So what! This wasn’t high school. He would just have to deal with it.

      “Yes, but please, don’t say anything to Mom and Dad just yet. I have to consider if I can make a living here.” She couldn’t seem to come out with the words, I’m thirteen weeks pregnant.

      Morgan still looked skeptical. “What about your work with the D.A.?”

      Paige sighed. “I need a change.” And preferably to be far away from her baby’s father. Drew McCarran had made it clear that he wanted no part of her in his life. She should be happy about that since all he’d said since they met had been lies.

      She forced a smile. “Maybe I’ll open my own law practice. What do you think?”

      “It’s a great idea.” Morgan jumped out of her chair and came around the desk to pull Paige into her arms.

      “Oh, Paige, this is wonderful. First, Leah returns home and finds the love of her life. Now, you’re back to open your own practice. Leah will be so excited.”

      The phone rang and Morgan reached to answer it. Paige went to the large window overlooking the town square. There was a comfort seeing the three-tiered fountain where birds fluttered around cascading water. A white lattice-covered gazebo brought memories of band concerts on warm summer nights.

      As one of the Keenans’three adopted daughters, Paige and her sisters, Morgan and Leah, had been blessed with charmed lives. Everyone in town had embraced the two toddlers and one infant who’d been left with Tim and Claire Keenan twenty-seven years ago.

      Destiny’s citizens would be thrilled that Paige was returning home. But what would they think of her when they discovered she’d made mistakes, and now, she had to deal with the consequences.

      Morgan walked up beside her. “Sorry about that.”

      “Well, you are the mayor.”

      They both broke into laughter.

      It was Paige who sobered and said, “Why don’t we keep this between you and me? With the wedding in two weeks, I don’t want any attention taken from the bride.” And the news of the baby definitely would do that. “No matter what I decide, I have a month’s leave to investigate my options.”

      Morgan nodded. “You’re right. We need to concentrate on Leah’s wedding.”

      Two weeks. Paige had a two-week reprieve. Her thoughts turned to Reed. Could he put his feelings aside, and keep her secret that long?

      

      Later that evening, the Inn’s kitchen was buzzing with activity while Claire Keenan prepared the family meal. Paige’s mouth watered when her mother pulled the large rump roast trimmed with red potatoes and carrots from the oven. Claire was easily the best cook in town, and Morgan ran a close second. Even Leah had learned a few things, but Paige was a lost cause in the culinary department. But since her appetite had recently increased with her pregnancy, she’d decided she better learn how to feed herself.

      “Would you mind setting the table?” her mother asked as she added flour to the old cast-iron skillet to begin making brown gravy.

      Paige’s stomach growled. “Sure. Anything to hurry things along. I’m starved.”

      Her mother raised an eyebrow. “Good. You need to eat. You’re too thin.”

      Not for long, Paige thought. How would her mother take the news about the baby? She walked back to the cabinets, knowing she had to tell the family and soon. She released a breath. Just not tonight.

      Her mother looked away from her task, her gray-blue eyes full of concern. “Are you all right, Paige?”

      Paige carried the stack of plates to the large, round table. “I’m fine, Mom. Maybe a little tired. I’ve just finished a difficult case,” she told her. She wasn’t exactly lying. She had finished a big drug case. And she ended her relationship with her baby’s father.

      “Well, your father and I are glad you finally took some time off.” Claire smiled. “And we plan to spoil you while you’re home.”

      Her mother’s words brought tears to Paige’s eyes. She worked swiftly to set the big, round maple table, then looked out through the large kitchen window to the setting sun. Large pine trees lined the back of the property, where a half dozen cabins had been built along a rocky creek.

      Paige had loved growing up here. Any kid would. She didn’t remember much before she and her sisters had become part of the Keenan family, but she knew she couldn’t have had a better childhood, or more loving parents.

      Now, with her baby on the way, Paige had questions about her own birth. About where she’d come from. Why had her biological mother left her three daughters on a stranger’s doorstep? Maybe it was time to get some answers.

      Paige’s father walked into the kitchen. “It smells great in here,” he said with a big grin and his dark eyes twinkled. But then she’d never known the big, burly Irishman not to be ready with a smile, a hug and a kiss.

      “You say that every time you smell food,” Claire said.

      Tim Keenan came up behind his wife of nearly forty years, wrapped his arms around her and murmured in her ear. Claire blushed, and looked up at him with such unbridled love that Paige СКАЧАТЬ