When Alec Met Evie (Appies, #6)

by Jenny Proctor

Alec, help me convince this young lady that she does not need to stay in a hotel,” Ruth says, one hand propped on her hip. “I’ve got a spare guest room that she’s welcome to use, and I’d be more than happy to have the company.” A knot forms in my stomach. I should feel relief. Evie would probably feel more comfortable at Ruth’s, and I’m sure the elderly woman knows a lot more about babies than I do. But what I really feel is a strange sense of disappointment. “It’s so kind of you to offer,” Evie says. “But you already told me your daughter is coming to visit next week. I can’t take up the guest room when she’ll need it, especially not with a baby who doesn’t care if anyone else in the house gets any sleep.” “As I said, there’s a pull-out sofa in the office that Desiree can use,” Ruth chides, but I understand Evie’s hesitance, especially with the open-ended nature of her current situation. “Actually, I’ve got more than a few empty guest rooms at my house,” I say before I can overthink it. “They’re on the opposite side of the house from my room, so you’d have plenty of privacy and your own bathroom. Plus, I’m on the road with the Appies all next week, and the house is empty when I’m not there.” Evie’s brows lift, eyes wide. “You’d let me stay with you?” Something in her tone makes my cheeks warm the slightest bit. “I mean, if you want. Megan would want me to offer.” “Well,” Ruth says. “That sounds like a perfect solution.” Evie bites her lip, and for a moment, I expect her t...