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all over again. Ty leaned back and pulled her against him. She sniffled and relaxed with a heavy sigh. "I would ne-never take our baby..."
She struggled out of his arms and scowled at him. "Then why are you here?" Bettina wasn’t Rhea, but she was definitely all new territory. Prickly territory.
He reached for her again, then pulled away at the stern expression on her face. "Marry me!"
Chapter Seven
WOMEN IN LOVE DO STUPID THINGS
My heart stopped, then decided I was running the Kentucky Derby. My anger evaporated and shock took its place. Unsure of what to say, I clamped my lips shut and chose not to speak.
"I...I want you to marry me. That’s my baby too, Bettina." Ty’s quaking voice was in direct contrast to the firmness of his words. I’d swear he was scared I’d put up a fuss, and I easily could.
I must be insane to even consider..."there’s flights to Vegas every hour," the little devil on my shoulder whispered. Oh, God. That sounded like the voice of reason. Nice of it to check in. "Ty, marriage is a big step—"
"Believe me, I know that!" The way he said it, I felt like shouting "Amen!" Tim had mentioned their divorce had been ugly. I wondered just how ugly and briefly wished I did pay attention to town gossip. Ty stood and began to pace. "Look, I can’t...turn my back on my child. I won’t! It’s not fair and it’s not right. Do you understand? I wasn’t raised like that, and I refuse to do it to a child of mine!" By the time he was through, Ty stood in front of me, yelling and obviously frustration.
I stepped around the coffee table and intercepted him mid-stride. "And besides, your mom would kill you."
Whatever place he’d been in his mind, he returned at the mention of his mother. He scrubbed at his face and ran a hand through his shaggy hair. "I just want to be a daddy to our baby."
Talk about a sucker punch. The way he’d said ‘Daddy’ definitely qualified. I gently rubbed his biceps though his Wrangler workshirt and took a good look at him. Besides the utter exhaustion I saw in his face, he looked awful handsome in a starched green shirt and sharply creased jeans. I even smelled aftershave—something manly I couldn’t place. How much trouble had he gone through to see me in the middle of the day when he probably had all sorts of important ranch stuff to do? And, since Jessa had recognized me, did his family already know about the baby?
"Ty, its not that I don’t want to marry you. I just...well I agree with you. Children do need two parents—"
"So, you’ll marry me?"
I looked up at him with a sigh, worried at his pale appearance and the dark circles under his eyes. I wanted to push him down on the couch, curl up in his lap and tease a smile out of him.
On the other hand, I’d always sworn to be extra careful about who I chose to spend the rest of my life with after my own parent’s marriage. Ty had made me plumb crazy. I loved him, I always had, and probably always would. I’m sure it sounded silly and juvenile but he’d always been special to me. That one hidden corner of my heart that had belonged to him since the sixth grade wouldn’t let me refuse.
And besides he’d sold me. Ty Boudreaux would never abandon his child. "I’ll marry you," I said softly, smiling up at him.
"You will?" He blinked a couple of times, then stared at me wide-eyed. Obviously in shock at how easily I’d given in.
"Yes, Ty. Isn’t that what you wanted?" God what if he’d expected me to say no? Impossible, or he wouldn’t have pleaded his case so hard.
His nod of agreement was nervous and jerky. "When?"
"Today’s Wednesday," I stammered. I struggled to kickstart my brain, distracted at his nearness and the thought of marrying my big, sexy, solid as a rock, prince who came complete with a voice as smooth as silk sheets...and worry lines.
"What about the weekend? The sooner the better, right?"
"Are you sure that’s not too soon?" I pulled him back down on the couch beside me and
She struggled out of his arms and scowled at him. "Then why are you here?" Bettina wasn’t Rhea, but she was definitely all new territory. Prickly territory.
He reached for her again, then pulled away at the stern expression on her face. "Marry me!"
Chapter Seven
WOMEN IN LOVE DO STUPID THINGS
My heart stopped, then decided I was running the Kentucky Derby. My anger evaporated and shock took its place. Unsure of what to say, I clamped my lips shut and chose not to speak.
"I...I want you to marry me. That’s my baby too, Bettina." Ty’s quaking voice was in direct contrast to the firmness of his words. I’d swear he was scared I’d put up a fuss, and I easily could.
I must be insane to even consider..."there’s flights to Vegas every hour," the little devil on my shoulder whispered. Oh, God. That sounded like the voice of reason. Nice of it to check in. "Ty, marriage is a big step—"
"Believe me, I know that!" The way he said it, I felt like shouting "Amen!" Tim had mentioned their divorce had been ugly. I wondered just how ugly and briefly wished I did pay attention to town gossip. Ty stood and began to pace. "Look, I can’t...turn my back on my child. I won’t! It’s not fair and it’s not right. Do you understand? I wasn’t raised like that, and I refuse to do it to a child of mine!" By the time he was through, Ty stood in front of me, yelling and obviously frustration.
I stepped around the coffee table and intercepted him mid-stride. "And besides, your mom would kill you."
Whatever place he’d been in his mind, he returned at the mention of his mother. He scrubbed at his face and ran a hand through his shaggy hair. "I just want to be a daddy to our baby."
Talk about a sucker punch. The way he’d said ‘Daddy’ definitely qualified. I gently rubbed his biceps though his Wrangler workshirt and took a good look at him. Besides the utter exhaustion I saw in his face, he looked awful handsome in a starched green shirt and sharply creased jeans. I even smelled aftershave—something manly I couldn’t place. How much trouble had he gone through to see me in the middle of the day when he probably had all sorts of important ranch stuff to do? And, since Jessa had recognized me, did his family already know about the baby?
"Ty, its not that I don’t want to marry you. I just...well I agree with you. Children do need two parents—"
"So, you’ll marry me?"
I looked up at him with a sigh, worried at his pale appearance and the dark circles under his eyes. I wanted to push him down on the couch, curl up in his lap and tease a smile out of him.
On the other hand, I’d always sworn to be extra careful about who I chose to spend the rest of my life with after my own parent’s marriage. Ty had made me plumb crazy. I loved him, I always had, and probably always would. I’m sure it sounded silly and juvenile but he’d always been special to me. That one hidden corner of my heart that had belonged to him since the sixth grade wouldn’t let me refuse.
And besides he’d sold me. Ty Boudreaux would never abandon his child. "I’ll marry you," I said softly, smiling up at him.
"You will?" He blinked a couple of times, then stared at me wide-eyed. Obviously in shock at how easily I’d given in.
"Yes, Ty. Isn’t that what you wanted?" God what if he’d expected me to say no? Impossible, or he wouldn’t have pleaded his case so hard.
His nod of agreement was nervous and jerky. "When?"
"Today’s Wednesday," I stammered. I struggled to kickstart my brain, distracted at his nearness and the thought of marrying my big, sexy, solid as a rock, prince who came complete with a voice as smooth as silk sheets...and worry lines.
"What about the weekend? The sooner the better, right?"
"Are you sure that’s not too soon?" I pulled him back down on the couch beside me and
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