out.”
He
had to mention the word babies.
“So
what’s ailing you?”
“Nothing.”
His
father glanced at the velvet box.
“ You planning on popping the question?”
“Already
did and got turned down cold.”
“Jennifer
Nealon?” asked his father.
“Yep, the one and only.”
“Runs
in the family, you know?”
“What
does?”
“Proposing
to a Nealon and getting turned down.”
“Yeah,
right, thanks for making me feel better.”
“It’s
true. Your granddaddy proposed to Edna Nealon, but she loved another man. Yeah,
you’re not the first Nolan-Delaney to fall for a Nealon. They have a way of
getting to us in their own sweet way.”
“ Bet I’m the first to get one pregnant.”
“Pregnant,
so Katy wasn’t joking?”
Connor
shook his head.
“I’m
going to have a grandbaby?”
“Yes
you are.”
“Well,
thank those recalled rubbers.”
They
both burst out laughing.
His
father leaned across and slapped him on the knee. “She’ll come around. Probably
needs to get used to the being pregnant bit first. Hormones do funny things to
females. Hell, I even know that with the horses and cattle. Give her time and
space and then propose again.”
****
Jennifer
put the last of the boxes in the U-Haul. Her parents had already headed to
Texas and she was going to join them in a few days. They hadn’t liked the idea
of a pregnant woman driving from Montana to Austin by herself, but she’d told
them she’d be just fine. She closed up the townhouse door and willed herself
not to look back. She’d miss Montana and Grantsville, but this would be a clean
start for her and the baby. She’d live with her parents until she found a place
of her own. They’d offered her support and love, and that’s all she really
needed.
She
got in the car and pulled out carefully, hoping she’d secured everything
properly and that it wouldn’t rattle around on the journey. Jennifer headed out
of the main gates of the complex when she hit the brakes. A cowboy was riding a
horse. Not just any cowboy but Connor.
It
was clear he wasn’t going to let her pass so she turned off the ignition. She
lowered the window as he rode around to the side of the car.
“What
the hell are you doing?” she asked him.
“Stopping you from leaving town. In fact, I’m
ordering it.”
“You’re
what?”
“I
love you, Jennifer Nealon. Lower boy, lower,” he told the horse.
The
horse gradually got down until she could see Connor more clearly. He had the
velvet box in his hands.
“Jennifer
Nealon, will you marry me.”
“You’re
not going to give up are you?”
“No.”
“You’ll
regret it.”
“The
only thing I’m going to regret is letting you go. I wasn’t going to tell you this, but I
arranged for no one to bid on you and then for them to up the bidding so you’d
see how much I wanted you. The thought of another guy having so much as dinner
with you made me mad. Yes, it might have taken me a year, maybe longer to do
this had you not been pregnant, but with my hand on my heart I’m telling you
you’re the one for me. I will love and honor you to my dying day.”
The
horse snooted as if he was agreeing and asking her to have his hand too.
A
tear ran down her cheek. She bit her lip. This was as cute as cute could be.
“I’ve
handed in my notice with my townhouse and with Big Sky County Magazine,” she
said.
“I
have a house and I can go ask the editor if you can have your job back.”
“You
have an answer for everything don’t you, Connor Nolan-Delaney?”
“I
try.”
“You
wouldn’t be trying to get my vote would you?”
“Wouldn’t dream of it.”
“Then
I guess you’ve convinced me. It’s a yes.”
“Yahoo,”
said Connor, throwing his hat in the air.
Epilogue
Katy
couldn’t believe that Connor was now a married man and she was going to be an
aunt in five months’ time. She’d thought her and her kids would be wiping the
drool from his chin when they visited the
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