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“To your birthday, a few days late. And to us.”
Noelle swayed slightly on her feet. Dev grabbed her arm.
“Are you all right?” he asked.
Exhaustion darkened her eyes.
“You want to go lie down?”
“What about the dinner? You went to so much trouble.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
She raised herself on tiptoe, whispered, “Thank you” and kissed him on the cheek.
Her lips lingered for half a second and in that moment he was stunned to find himself wanting to turn so that his mouth brushed hers. Only he wanted more than just a simple kiss. She walked into the bedroom and shut the door.
He stood alone in the center of the living room, with an open bottle of champagne and a romantic dinner for two.
Hell of a way to spend a wedding night, he thought.
CONTENTS
Until Noelle Stevenson actually saw the word “pregnant” on the plastic stick, she’d allowed herself to believe everything was going to be all right. After all, it had been her first time. Wasn’t she supposed to have a grace period? Like when a light bill was due? Those extra couple of days until disaster struck?
Apparently not, she thought, barely able to breathe as she turned the plastic over in her hands. Pregnant. Her.
She couldn’t imagine what her parents were going to say. Not that they would kill her. Anger seemed pretty manageable. Instead they would get quiet, look at each other in that way of silently communicating that had always driven her and her sisters crazy, then ask her what she wanted to do. After all, she’d created the situation, now she would have to deal with the consequences. They were going to be disappointed and that was always the worst.
Noelle looked in the mirror and saw the fear in her eyes. She wouldn’t be twenty for another two weeks. She was supposed to be starting her second year at community college in the fall. There couldn’t be a baby. This wasn’t really happening.
The sound of footsteps on a hardwood floor got her attention. It was barely after six in the morning. The office should have been deserted. Who had picked this particular morning to come in early, too?
Not waiting to find out, Noelle stuffed the stick back into the box and shoved the box into her coat pocket. She quickly glanced around the private bathroom of her employer to make sure she hadn’t left anything behind, then hurried through his office, hoping to make an escape before anyone caught her.
She raced across the large space and dashed into the hall, only to slam into the one person she would most like to have avoided.
“What’s the rush?” Devlin Hunter asked as he reached out to steady her.
Noelle cleared her throat, then forced herself to smile as she stepped back and wondered what on earth she was going to say. The truth was impossible. She could imagine the look on his face if she blurted out, “Gee, Mr. Hunter, I needed to come in extra early so I could have some privacy in the bathroom. At home, I share with my three sisters. What with me thinking I might be pregnant with your late brother’s child,