For a Baby. C.J. Carmichael

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СКАЧАТЬ when she made it clear she considered their encounter a mistake.

      The usual pattern.

      “So, what’s the plan, Heather? What do you want to do?”

      “Well, I’m going to keep the baby, of course,” she said quickly.

      He didn’t know why he’d bothered to ask. She’d given up her first baby—Russell’s baby—for adoption. She’d just told him she had a medical condition that might make future children impossible.

      “So what do you want from me? Child support?” Money he could give. He had plenty. Lynn had refused to accept a cent after their divorce, on principle. He kept a large amount in trust for Sally, but even so, he was wealthy by small-town Saskatchewan standards.

      When Heather didn’t answer, he turned to look at her. She met his gaze and wouldn’t let it go.

      “Don’t tell me you want my help raising this kid, Heather. I can’t do that.”

      “Can’t? Or won’t?”

      “Can’t. One day I’ll tell you the story.”

      “Is this about your ex-wife and child? I heard Lynn remarried and that she’s living in Toronto. What’s your daughter’s name?”

      “Sally.”

      “Do you visit her?”

      He wrenched his gaze away. Damn Heather. She had no business prying, and he wasn’t going to answer any more of her nosy questions.

      “I’m a lousy father, okay? Too bad you didn’t know that three months ago when you picked me to roll around in bed with.”

      “Don’t,” she said sharply. “Don’t talk about what happened between us that way.”

      “Why not? It was just a one-night stand. Right? You and me are the king and queen of the one-night stand.”

      “You have a gift for being cruel.”

      “Is that right?”

      “Yet, I know at heart you’re a decent person.”

      “Wow. Thanks for the resounding vote of confidence.”

      “I have to believe there’s a reason we keep ending up going to bed together.”

      “Yeah. We both like sex.”

      She closed her eyes briefly. She was losing her patience with him, yet he couldn’t stop himself from goading her further.

      “Redheads are hot in the sack.”

      “Stop it, T.J. I know what you’re trying to do. And it won’t work this time. I am not going to lose my temper with you.”

      “Aw. Why not?”

      “Because I think we should consider getting married.”

      FOR THE THIRD TIME IN AN HOUR, T.J. was stunned into silence. He looked at the tuna sandwiches on the ground between them. Neither one of them had taken a bite of the lunch Heather had packed.

      The sun felt so hot on his shoulders. He should have picked a spot in the shade. Heather wasn’t wearing a hat. She would burn. Taking his cap from the ground beside him, he placed it lightly on her head.

      How should he react to that last statement of hers? He could tell she was on pins and needles with the waiting.

      “Was that a proposal?” he finally asked.

      She looked different in his cap. Younger, sportier. But still cute as ever.

      “Yeah. I guess it was.”

      And she sounded real thrilled about it, too. “Were you listening to me earlier? I’ve tried the husband/father thing and I sucked at it. Big time. You deserve better.”

      If he’d thought he was going to get out of it that easy, he should have known better.

      “This isn’t about what I deserve, T.J. And it sure as hell isn’t about what I want, or you want. Like it or not, this baby is yours.”

      Well, he’d already made it plain he didn’t like it.

      “You should have told me the truth that night.”

      “Yes, I should have. And you can go on blaming me for the rest of our lives if that makes you feel better. But that doesn’t change the reality of the situation. This is our baby, T.J.” She touched her flat stomach protectively. “And I plan to keep it.”

      “I know you do. But you don’t need me to marry you to do that.”

      IN FACT, SHE DID. Heather was surprised T.J. was so slow on the uptake. He’d lived in Chatsworth long enough to know this town and the people who lived here.

      “I am an elementary-schoolteacher, T.J. I’m in a position of enormous trust, and carry a lot of influence over the young kids of this town. I know most of their parents wouldn’t approve of the example I would set if I had this child on my own. Even I wouldn’t approve…”

      “Heather, people will understand. You’re a good person.”

      “I’d like to think so. But judging from my actions these past few months, I have to wonder.” Actually, she’d expected T.J. to be angrier that she’d deceived him about her birth control. She, herself, was so ashamed. Yes, she wanted to be pregnant. But not this way.

      “You’re being too hard on yourself again. And underestimating the terrible power of my sexual magnetism.”

      Lord, T.J. could sound so arrogant at times. But she wasn’t deceived. She knew he was trying to make her feel better.

      “Look, Heather, I’m flattered you’d consider marrying me. I know we’ve had kind of a…checkered history, the two of us. But there’s got to be another solution. Some other guy you know who’d make a great husband and dad.”

      Yeah, she knew someone like that, all right. Russell Matthew.

      “I wouldn’t have asked you T.J. if I thought I had other options.” Oh, no. That hadn’t come out sounding very nice. “This is your baby,” she reminded him.

      “You’re sure?”

      “T.J.!”

      “Well, since I’ve been back in town, I’ve seen you with quite a few different guys.”

      “I may date occasionally, but I’m pretty discriminating about who I go to bed with.” In a low tone she added, “Present company excluded.”

      T.J. started to laugh, then abruptly stopped. She supposed the cold reality of the situation was finally getting to him.

      “Well, what do you say?” she pressed. “Don’t make me ask again.”

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