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175 pages, ebook
First published May 19, 2014
This was her only chance to give Ben a picture of the life they’d created. He’d never meet his child in person; the least she could do was send him to eternity with this one memento.
What was she thinking? Pregnant with a dead man’s baby, the last thing she should be doing is checking out his brother. He was her future child’s uncle, for goodness sake.
"There is, if that grandchild is encased in the womb of a con artist,” he retorted. Carter’s words seared like a lash from a whip, causing Gwen to suck in a sharp breath of air. “I didn’t come looking for charity, and I certainly won’t be insulted. I came here because it was the honorable thing to do, to explain that Ben had fathered a child. But I can see now it was a giant mistake.” Head throbbing, she spun on her heels and stalked out of the room, trying not to trip on the Persian rug.
“But I won’t live there for free. I’ll only stay if I can pay rent.” She bit her lip. “Though I can only pay as much as I did to live at my apartment.” Judging by what she’d seen the morning of the funeral, that would probably cover the cost to clean River View’s door mats. “Very well,” Judith grinned. “If you insist.”
Bolstered by his plan, Carter plastered on a smile and turned to Gwen. “Truce?” He extended his hand.
“A falafel cart?” Carter worked to keep the distress from his voice as he eyed the bright silver box in the quad between two buildings on Walter Reed’s campus…”Carter? Are you okay?” Gwen asked. “You look at little…I don’t know. Disgusted.”