Название: A Baby In The House
Автор: Pamela Bauer
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781472023995
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As he rounded the corner of the house he saw that Krystal sat on the steps staring up at the sky.
“Are you keeping the crickets company?” he asked as he walked toward her.
She jumped to her feet with a tiny shriek. “Where did you come from?”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you. I thought you heard me pull up.” He jerked a thumb toward the parking lot.
“No, I didn’t hear anything but my mother’s screaming,” she answered candidly.
“I wouldn’t say she was screaming exactly.”
She eyed him suspiciously. “Then you heard what she was saying?”
He shook his head. “Not really. Just the sound of voices—not what was actually being said.”
“I think you’re saying that to be polite.”
“And if I am?”
“Thank you.” She smiled at him and reached out to touch his hand. It was as if that night of the hospital ball had never happened and they were friends again.
But just as quickly as she reached out to touch him, she snatched her hand away. “I should go back inside. We had Dena’s shower tonight.”
The awkwardness was back and he hated its presence.
He guessed it was probably inevitable, considering everything that had happened. But he’d caught a glimpse of that spontaneous smile of hers and he wanted to see it again.
As she started for the door, he stopped her. “Krystal, wait.”
When she glanced at him she wore a look of vulnerability and for one brief moment he was reminded of the way she’d looked that night when she’d come running out of Roy Stanton’s apartment building.
“I’m hungry and I could use some company,” he said quietly.
“I’m sure there’s food left over from the shower if you want to come inside,” she told him. “Some of the guests are still here.”
“I brought my dinner,” he said, lifting the delicatessen bag. “And that’s not the kind of company I had in mind.”
“I don’t think Samantha’s home yet.”
“I didn’t come to see Samantha,” he told her, although it wasn’t exactly true. They had arranged to meet for a late supper, but she’d been detained at the hospital. Instead of eating alone, he’d decided to stop by 14 Valentine Place. He was glad he did.
He walked over to the picnic table on the patio, hooked a leg over the bench and sat down. “I have enough for two if you want some.”
“No, thanks.”
“You could keep me company. I know I’m not exactly your favorite person lately, but I won’t scream at you,” he promised. When she didn’t say anything he added, “You don’t really want to go back inside, do you?”
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