Having Tanner Bravo's Baby. Christine Rimmer

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      “It’s not nice to mock the mother of your child.”

      “I was teasing, not mocking.”

      She was falling for Tanner Bravo.

      Falling for Tanner…

      She was learning that what she felt for him was…more. More than just sex. More, even, than the huge reality of having his baby.

      What was happening here? Crystal didn’t do the forever type of commitment.

      But then again, she was having a baby. That was an enormous commitment. Maybe it wasn’t all that surprising that suddenly she found herself confronting the possibility of giving forever a chance.

      Forever with Tanner. What next?

       Love.

      Could it be? Really?

      They’d been so careful, all along, never to say the word. Tanner hadn’t said it, even when he got after her to be open to the idea of marriage.

       Love.

      Having his baby. And now this…

      Christine Rimmer came to her profession the long way around. Before settling down to write about the magic of romance, she’d been everything from an actress to a sales clerk to a waitress. Now that she’s finally found work that suits her perfectly, she insists she never had a problem keeping a job—she was merely gaining life experience for her future as a novelist. Christine is grateful not only for the joy she finds in writing, but for what waits when the day’s work is through: a man she loves, who loves her right back, and the privilege of watching their children grow and change day to day. She lives with her family in Oklahoma.Visit Christine at www.christinerimmer.com.

      Having Tanner Bravo’s Baby

      Christine Rimmer

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       Chapter One

      Crystal Cerise stood in the cute little kitchen area of her one-bedroom apartment, staring out the window over the sink at an uninspired view of the parking lot. She was two months pregnant. And that evening, over dinner, she intended to break the big news to the father of her child.

      The salad was made and waiting in the fridge. The main course, lasagna, was almost through baking. Its tempting smell filled the air. Crystal looked down at the open loaf of Italian bread on the counter in front of her. Ready for the garlic butter. She picked up the spreader and began slathering it on, pausing for a glance at the yard-sale kitchen clock—a red vintage treasure with big deco-style white numbers that usually made her smile. Not today, however. Today it would take a lot more than a whimsical wall clock to make Crystal smile.

      6:05 p.m. Twenty-five minutes until he arrived. Oh, she did not want to do this. But putting it off would only make the job all the harder in the end. Or so she kept reminding herself….

      God. Having Tanner Bravo’s baby. How could she have let this happen?

      The answer was simple: chemistry. She and Tanner had it bad for each other. Neither of them wanted to be driven nuts with mutual lust. They constantly agreed that they’d never do that again.

      And then they did do that again. And again.

      Sadly, other than between the sheets, the two of them weren’t a match in any way. She knew he considered her a flake, though he never actually used the word. Uh-uh. He would talk about her “woo-woo ways” and give her a hard time for the way she’d packed up her car and moved to Sacramento on what he considered a whim.

      “Better a flake,” she muttered, reaching for the paprika, “than overly serious and broody and grim.” She shook the paprika onto the garlic-buttered bread. And controlling. Oh, yeah. Tanner Bravo was way too controlling.

      She should never have had sex with him. Not the first time. Or the second. Or the third or the fourth.

      She set the can of paprika down. Hard. And stared out the window some more.

      Raging lust had made her careless. And now there was a baby coming. A baby she would keep, thank you very much. Crystal may not have been practical or thrifty or all that wise. She was scared to death she’d be a terrible mother.

      And yet…well, she simply could not refuse such a huge gift of the universe. Especially not in light of what had happened when she was sixteen.

      So. She would keep the baby.

      Twice in the past couple of weeks, she’d tried to tell Tanner that there was going to be a baby and that she was keeping it. Both times, they’d ended up having sex. As per usual. And after the sex, well, she was so disgusted with herself for giving in to her crazy yen for him, yet again, that she never did get the words out.

      Truth to tell, she still felt the urge to put off telling him. More than once that day, she’d found herself reaching for the phone, ready to call him and cancel this little get-together tonight. The desire to back out had been especially compelling at about two o’clock that afternoon—right after she’d quit her job. Because, please, who wants to be newly unemployed and telling a man she’s pregnant, both on the same day?

      Frowning, Crystal stared out the window some more—and blinked in surprise when a wiry gray head popped into view. It was Doris Krindle, who had the one-bedroom next door.

      Frantically, Doris mouthed, “Nigel? Have you seen Nigel?”

      “Omigod,” Crystal cried in sympathetic distress. “He got out?”

      Doris nodded, hard. Nigel, her enormous black-smoke Persian, was an inside cat all the way.

      It was three steps from the kitchen sink to Crystal’s dinky entry hall. She pulled the door wide on Doris’s СКАЧАТЬ