serious about dating her. She would be a big joke.
“I wish I could hear what he’s saying,” Betsy said, shooting a glance back at her husband. “Owen, go out there so you can tell us what’s going on.”
The pastor barked out a laugh again. “Woman, you are not about to rope me into this any further.” He kissed his wife affectionately on the cheek. “I’m going home.” Then he paused, lifted his finger and shook it at them. “Don’t you two do anything else tonight that might get Nick in hot water.”
Betsy gave him a mischievous smile. “Yes, dear. Whatever you say.”
Ellie didn’t want to make trouble, especially for Nick Coulter. “I won’t talk to Nick again. I promise.”
Owen’s face softened while his wife’s mouth opened in disbelief. “You don’t need to go to that extreme.” Owen’s eyes sparkled with humor. “I’m sure Nick wants to talk to you again. Let’s just wait until things cool down around here, okay?”
Ellie nodded mutely. Owen smiled again and then winked at his wife before going home through the back door.
Twirling her finger through one of her curls, Ellie wondered if things would ever calm down again. She gazed back out the window in time to see the dark haired man hold up his hand, like he hoped to quiet the crowd around him. All at once the microphones were pointed directly at him. He flashed another white-toothed smile and said something. Then he turned and knocked on the enormous wooden door that belonged to Nick.
The media leaned forward, but didn’t press closer. Ellie waited with baited breath and felt her heart flutter when Nick opened the door. Nick shook the man’s hand and then waved at the cameras with a dazzling smile of his own. To Ellie, the smile was forced and didn’t reach his eyes.
The two men disappeared inside and closed the door. All the reporters scrambled to get in front of one of their cameras. “Ooh, I’m dying to know what’s happening.” Betsy pressed her face against the glass. “Maybe I can go out just to see.”
Ellie moved next to Betsy, stumbling over one of Cade’s toys. She lifted a hand to the glass and looked out, and watched the animation on the faces of the reporters. Her breath fogged up the window and she chided herself for being so careless. Now she’d have to clean the front window. Something she only did when absolutely necessary.
Betsy nudged her with her arm. “Let’s turn on the television to see if they’ll say anything about this. Sometimes they announce teasers before the news starts.”
They went to the television and Ellie saw Cade fast asleep on the couch. She couldn’t let him sleep very long. Otherwise, he’d be up all night long. She grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. Right after a commercial, a petite young woman with blonde hair stood in front of Nick’s house. “I’m Tiffany Burke. Behind me is the beautiful home of former Sacramento Defenders quarterback, Nick Coulter, located in Pleasant Wood, Colorado.” The camera panned Nick’s house and yard.
“Mr. Coulter’s agent, Alec Lawson, has just informed us that Nick Coulter will be holding a press conference tomorrow morning right here in this exclusive neighborhood.” The camera panned around the neighborhood, stopping on Ellie’s home.
“Did you see that?” Betsy pointed to the television screen. “They just featured our homes on Channel Eight news.”
Ellie could only feel relief she and Betsy no longer had their faces pressed to the glass of her living room window.
The perky blonde continued. “Stay tuned for my exclusive interview with America’s most eligible bachelor, the one and only Nick Coulter.”
Something akin to jealousy twisted in Ellie’s stomach as she tuned out the rest of the reporter’s words. That cute little blonde couldn’t wait to get her hands on Nick.
Betsy gasped. “I can’t believe it. There’s going to be a press conference right here. I wonder if they’ll interview any of the
“I wish I could hear what he’s saying,” Betsy said, shooting a glance back at her husband. “Owen, go out there so you can tell us what’s going on.”
The pastor barked out a laugh again. “Woman, you are not about to rope me into this any further.” He kissed his wife affectionately on the cheek. “I’m going home.” Then he paused, lifted his finger and shook it at them. “Don’t you two do anything else tonight that might get Nick in hot water.”
Betsy gave him a mischievous smile. “Yes, dear. Whatever you say.”
Ellie didn’t want to make trouble, especially for Nick Coulter. “I won’t talk to Nick again. I promise.”
Owen’s face softened while his wife’s mouth opened in disbelief. “You don’t need to go to that extreme.” Owen’s eyes sparkled with humor. “I’m sure Nick wants to talk to you again. Let’s just wait until things cool down around here, okay?”
Ellie nodded mutely. Owen smiled again and then winked at his wife before going home through the back door.
Twirling her finger through one of her curls, Ellie wondered if things would ever calm down again. She gazed back out the window in time to see the dark haired man hold up his hand, like he hoped to quiet the crowd around him. All at once the microphones were pointed directly at him. He flashed another white-toothed smile and said something. Then he turned and knocked on the enormous wooden door that belonged to Nick.
The media leaned forward, but didn’t press closer. Ellie waited with baited breath and felt her heart flutter when Nick opened the door. Nick shook the man’s hand and then waved at the cameras with a dazzling smile of his own. To Ellie, the smile was forced and didn’t reach his eyes.
The two men disappeared inside and closed the door. All the reporters scrambled to get in front of one of their cameras. “Ooh, I’m dying to know what’s happening.” Betsy pressed her face against the glass. “Maybe I can go out just to see.”
Ellie moved next to Betsy, stumbling over one of Cade’s toys. She lifted a hand to the glass and looked out, and watched the animation on the faces of the reporters. Her breath fogged up the window and she chided herself for being so careless. Now she’d have to clean the front window. Something she only did when absolutely necessary.
Betsy nudged her with her arm. “Let’s turn on the television to see if they’ll say anything about this. Sometimes they announce teasers before the news starts.”
They went to the television and Ellie saw Cade fast asleep on the couch. She couldn’t let him sleep very long. Otherwise, he’d be up all night long. She grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. Right after a commercial, a petite young woman with blonde hair stood in front of Nick’s house. “I’m Tiffany Burke. Behind me is the beautiful home of former Sacramento Defenders quarterback, Nick Coulter, located in Pleasant Wood, Colorado.” The camera panned Nick’s house and yard.
“Mr. Coulter’s agent, Alec Lawson, has just informed us that Nick Coulter will be holding a press conference tomorrow morning right here in this exclusive neighborhood.” The camera panned around the neighborhood, stopping on Ellie’s home.
“Did you see that?” Betsy pointed to the television screen. “They just featured our homes on Channel Eight news.”
Ellie could only feel relief she and Betsy no longer had their faces pressed to the glass of her living room window.
The perky blonde continued. “Stay tuned for my exclusive interview with America’s most eligible bachelor, the one and only Nick Coulter.”
Something akin to jealousy twisted in Ellie’s stomach as she tuned out the rest of the reporter’s words. That cute little blonde couldn’t wait to get her hands on Nick.
Betsy gasped. “I can’t believe it. There’s going to be a press conference right here. I wonder if they’ll interview any of the
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