marry Jesse Whitelaw.
âWell, do you think you could come?â
If Tate didnât realize the can of worms she was opening, Honey wasnât about to be the one to tell her. Honey was afraid that if she didnât take advantage of Tateâs offer, the girl might run into Jesse sometime when Honey wasnât around. From facts Honey knewâthat Tate obviously didnâtâit was clear the fur was going to fly. Honey wanted to be there to make sure everyone came out with a whole skin.
âOf course weâll come,â she said. âWhat time?â
âAbout seven. See you then, Honey. Oh, and it was nice meeting you.â
âNice meeting you, too,â Honey murmured as Tate turned and hurried away. Honey watched the younger woman yank open the door to the â51 Chevy pickup her brothers claimed she had confiscated when she had run away from home.
âHorsefeathers,â she said again. The word didnât do nearly enough to express the foreboding she felt about the evening ahead of her.
Meanwhile, Tate was floating on air. This was going to work out perfectly. She would introduce Adam to her brother and his wife, and later, when they were alone, she would tell Adam that he was going to be a father.
Boy was he going to be surprised!
Tate refused to imagine Adamâs reaction as anything other than ecstatic. After all, just as two people didnât have to be married to have sex, they didnât have to be married to have children, either. After all, lots of movie stars were doing it. Why couldnât they?
Long before seven oâclock Tate heard someone poundingon the front door. She knew it couldnât be the company she had invited, and from the sound of things it was an emergency. She ran to open the door and gasped when she realized who was standing there.
âJesse!â
âSo it is you!â
Tate launched herself into her brotherâs arms. He lifted her up and swung her in a circle, just as he had the last time they had seen each other, when she was a child of eight.
Jesse looked so much the same, and yet he was different. His dark eyes were still as fierce as ever, his black hair still as shaggy. But his face was lined, and his body that of a mature man, not the twenty-year-old boy who had gone away when she was just a little girl.
âYou look wonderful, Tate,â Jesse said.
âSo do you,â she said with an irrepressible grin. She angled her head around his broad chest, trying to locate Honey. âWhereâs your wife?â
âI came ahead of her.â Actually, he had snuck out behind Honeyâs back and come running to save his little sister from that sonofabitch Adam Philips. Jesse had never liked the man, and now his feelings had been vindicated. Just look how Philips had taken advantage of his baby sister!
âFaron and Garth have been worried to death about you,â Jesse chastised.
âYouâve been in touch with them? When? How?â
âHoney talked me into calling them when she found out for sure she was pregnant. Is it true what Honey told me? Are you living here with Adam Philips?â Jesse demanded.
âI work here,â Tate said, the pride she felt in her job apparent in her voice. âIâm Adamâs bookkeeper.â
âWhat else do you do for Adam?â
Tate hissed in a breath of air. âI donât think I like your tone of voice.â
âGet your things,â Jesse ordered. âYouâre getting out of here.â
Tateâs hands fisted and found her hips. âI left home to get away from that kind of high-handedness. I donât intend to let you get away with it, either,â she said tartly. âI happen to enjoy my job, and I have no intention of giving it up.â
âYou donât have any idea what can happen to a young woman living alone with a man!â
âOh, donât I?â
âDo you mean to say that you and
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