Chapter One
Sunlight streamed through the kitchen window and right into Kimberly Steele’s blue eyes. She wrinkled her nose and sneezed into a nearby tissue.
“God bless you,” a male voice called from the doorway. “You might want to have that cold checked out,” he said.
With her nose hiding b ehind her tissue still, “And why is that Jeremy?” she asked as she tossed the tissue into a trash can.
Jeremy Preston leaned against the door frame that led into his law office. “Because you’re preggars.”
Kimberly glanced down at her growing abdomen and fired back. “What does being pregnant have to do with it?”
He smiled and held his hands up in a defensive mode. “Don’t go all hormonal on me.”
“I’ll show you hormonal if you keep this going. Just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean I need to change my ways.”
“Or your wardrobe,” he laughed.
She glanced down at the snug pink dress she wore, flexed a leg up, and admired the pink strap high heels, which she bought on sale just last week. She smoothed a strand of blonde hair from her eyes. “I suppose you’d rather have me barefoot and pregnant.”
He ran a hand through his brown locks. “Don’t put me into this... I mean the pregnant part.”
“Well, I certainly hope not,” Clare echoed Jeremy’s sentiment as she walked into the room. Her eyes widened when she focused on Kimberly’s figure. “I’d hate to think you’d strayed on me, Jeremy.” She pulled a compact out and smoothed an invisible line from her flawless face. “I don’t think it’s good for business though.”
“What isn’t?” Kimberly asked sweeter than she meant to.
“You, dear. I mean this is a small town and people talk. I’d hate for rumors to fly.”
“Then close your mouth and they won’t,” Kimberly retorted as she strode over to the counter, and stuffed a glazed donut into her mouth.
Clare clickity clacked out the door and into the office. “Sorry J-Jeremy,” Kimberly said with a mouthful. “She just b-burns me.”
“She has a point though.”
“Wh-What?”
He went to the refrigerator and grabbed a carton of milk, pinching the ends open and handed it to Kimberly. “I mean about the gossip mill around town.”
“I’m a jaded woman, Jeremy.”
“Oh, stop it.” He adjusted his tie. “So no sign of him”
“Of who?
“Th-That man who you know... got you in the family way.”
Kimberly giggled. “Are we on an episode of Leave it to Beaver?”
“Hey, I’m trying here.”
“I’d rather not talk about it if you don’t mind. Let me just say he’s long gone.”
“Did you text him?”
Kimberly had enough of this conversation. “Seriously, if it bothers you to have a scarlet woman working here, then fire her.”
“You want me to fire Gladys? I’d never keep everything straight then.” He laughed. “She’s the best secretary I have ever had.” He winked.
Kimberly nodded in agreement. “I bet. She’s also the best baker on the block. I’d be lost without her.”
Jeremy added in a mock serious tone. “She’s over sixty though, and I’m not so sure she’d appreciate being referred to as scandalous.”
Obviously Jeremy hadn’t seen Gladys during happy hour either, Kimberly guessed, but mums the word. “You’re probably right.”
Kimberly watched as Jeremy turned to retrieve a fallen candy wr apper and placed it into a trash can. She was a little irked that the man thought her incapable of stooping to pick it up herself.
She was pregnant, not dead.
Although she hadn’t minded the view, Jeremy had a great ass! The blue business suit he wore today meant he most likely had a new client meeting him or a date. Since Clare was here, she must be the lucky duck. She followed Jeremy with her eyes until he turned and she feigned thumbing through a magazine.
As he laughed, Kimberly asked, “What?”
“Reading that magazine might be easier if it wasn’t upside down.”
With a flick of her wrist Kimberly slapped
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