The Pregnancy Plan / Hope's Child: The Pregnancy Plan / Hope's Child. Brenda Harlen

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      “We were always good together, Ash.”

      She swallowed. “Were—past tense.”

      “That kiss proves nothing is finished between us.”

      “I’m not going to get involved with you again, Cam.”

      He stroked the back of her hand, his fingertips tracing lazy circles over the soft skin. She wanted to snatch her hand away, but to do so would be to admit how much his touch affected her, how much he affected her.

      “Because you’re still hung up on your ex?” he asked.

      “Because I have no interest in repeating the mistakes of the past.”

      “I made the mistake,” he said, “when I said goodbye to you.”

      She couldn’t stand here and listen to him sounding so sincerely contrite. She couldn’t look into the fathomless depths of his dark-green eyes and not want to believe what he was saying. Because if she let herself believe he was sorry, that he really did want another chance, well, she just might be foolish enough to give him another chance. And that was something she couldn’t let happen. She had an appointment at PARC and plans for her life now, plans that didn’t include Cam Turcotte or any other man.

      So she turned away and started walking in the direction Paige and Madeline had gone. She knew he would follow, but she also knew that he wouldn’t continue whatever game he was playing if there was any danger of his daughter overhearing them.

      “We have to run,” Paige said, as soon as Ashley caught up with her. “I’ve got a client emergency and need to head back to the office, but I can drop you at home first, unless—” she looked questioningly at Cam.

      “That’s fine,” Ashley said, wondering if her cousin had fabricated the client emergency in an attempt to drop her in Cam’s lap.

      At the same time, he said, “I can take Ashley home later.”

      She shook her head. No way was she going to spend a single moment more than was absolutely necessary with Cam Turcotte. “It’s okay. I’m ready to go now.”

      “If Cam doesn’t mind giving you a ride, that would simplify things for me,” Paige said. “Since I’m closer to the office if I leave straight from here.”

      Ashley narrowed her gaze, more convinced than ever that there was no emergency. “Well, I don’t want to inconvenience anyone, so I’ll take a cab.”

      “It’s not an inconvenience,” Cam insisted.

      “Great. Thanks,” Paige said, then kissed Ashley’s cheek, waved to Maddie, who had wandered over to look at the bunnies, and bolted from the barn.

      Ashley bit back a sigh of frustration.

      Cam smiled, as if he knew as well as she that they’d been played. The difference was, he apparently didn’t mind, but Ashley vowed that she would have a serious talk with her cousin the next time she saw her.

      “The bunnies are sleeping,” Maddie announced to her father, her disappointment obvious.

      “It must be past their bedtime,” Cam said. “As it’s also past yours.”

      “But I’m not tired,” his daughter insisted, though the statement was immediately followed by a wide yawn just as an older couple entered the barn.

      Cam’s parents, Ashley realized, and wondered if this night could get any more awkward.

      She’d spent a lot of time in their home and had grown to know Rob and Gayle Turcotte well while she and Cam were dating. But when Cam ended their relationship and went away to school, their paths had crossed much less frequently, and Ashley still felt awkward whenever they did. Maybe it was her own fault, because she’d loved them almost as much as she’d loved Cam and she’d mistakenly assumed they would be her family someday, too. Losing them, less than two years after her own father had passed away, had devastated her almost as much as being dumped by Cam.

      “Looks like we’re just on time,” Rob said, scooping his granddaughter into his arms and making her giggle.

      “I wondered where you two had wandered off to,” Cam said to his parents.

      “Your mother got waylaid by Ethel Mayer and conned into buying raffle tickets for a blanket we won’t win and don’t need even if we do,” Rob explained.

      “It’s a quilt, not a blanket,” his wife chided. “And a beautiful work of art.” Then she smiled at Ashley. “This is a pleasant surprise.”

      “It’s nice to see you again,” Ashley said, and hoped she sounded half as sincere as Cam’s mother.

      Maddie, having been set back on her feet by her grandfather, reached for her grandmother’s hand. “Come see the piggies, Grandma.”

      Gayle glanced at her watch. “Only for a quick minute, then we have to get you home to bed.”

      “But I’m not tired,” Maddie said again.

      “But Grandpa is,” Gayle replied in a staged whisper. “And you know how cranky he gets if he stays up past his bedtime.”

      Maddie sighed. “Okay. But we have to see the piggies first.”

      “We’ll see the piggies first,” her grandmother promised. Then to the others, “Enjoy the rest of your evening.”

      “Hey,” Cam called, as his daughter started to walk away with her grandparents.

      Maddie turned and ran back to him. He squatted down so she could throw her arms around his neck and give him a loud smacking kiss. “Bye, Daddy. Love you.”

      “Love you, too, baby,” he said, and something squeezed tight inside Ashley’s heart.

      Maddie raced back to her grandparents, turning to wave one last time, then Ashley was alone with Cam again.

      Cam watched his daughter until she was out of sight before turning to Ashley. “Looks like it’s just you and me now.”

      “Looks like,” she agreed.

      It was the first time they’d been alone together since their meeting at the Bean There Café, since she’d told him that his daughter was trying to find him a wife. He’d been thinking about that conversation a lot recently, and thinking that he might not object to getting married again.

      Not that he was in any hurry to find himself standing at the altar, but he was no longer adamantly opposed to the possibility. Especially when he considered the potential benefits of making Ashley his bride.

      Of course, thinking about marriage—even in the most abstract sense—was a little premature when Ashley was as skittish about being alone with him as the newborn foal was about the strangers hovering around her stall. First, they had to get to know one another all over again, and he would have to thank Paige for giving him this time with her cousin.

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