The Trouble with Tomboys (Tommy Creek #1)(60)



He sent a meaningful look toward Pop. But Jeb merely cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck.

“So, uh, what do I got to do at this thing?” he asked.

For the first time, she noticed he was wearing a new pair of overalls and his thin, gray hair had been slicked back as if recently brushed with a wet comb.

Feeling a sudden spark of adoration for him, she smiled.

“Don’t worry, Pop. This isn’t one of those

conventional weddings. You don’t have to walk me down the aisle or anything.”

“Oh,” he said, and for a second she could’ve sworn he looked disappointed. But then he blew out a breath and gruffly said, “Thank God.”

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and found Jo Ellen there, holding out two small wrapped presents.

As Jeb and Rudy subtly backed off, moving

automatically toward the rest of their family, Jo Ellen grinned and handed the gifts over. “Emma Leigh says she’s sorry she couldn’t make it today.

But this is from her and her husband, Bran.”

She piled the package in B.J.’s quickly filling arms. “And this is from me, Cooper, and Tanner.

Actually, it’s really for the baby. It’s a book. What to Expect when You’re Expecting.”

B.J. blinked down at the second gift Jo Ellen had given her. “Really? Well, hot damn, I didn’t know I could buy instructions for the little ankle bitter.”

Jo Ellen laughed and then impulsively threw

her arms around B.J. Since her hands were already full, B.J. couldn’t hug back, so she stood there in stunned shock as Grady’s sister kissed her cheek and said into her ear, “Welcome to the family. Oh, and thank you for not sleeping with Cooper.”

B.J. pulled back in surprise. When Jo Ellen

merely beamed, she blinked. Then she let out a chuckle.

“Did he tell you?” she had to know. “Or did you just listen in on our conversation?”

Jo Ellen snorted. “Like I could get him to confess something like that.”

B.J. shook her head. “It wouldn’t have happened between us, anyway,” she said. “He was so hung up on you, it was pathetic.”

Jo smiled, obviously pleased to hear such a

report. “Then I’m glad you were there to cheer him up.” B.J. glanced around to make sure no one else was listening. But Grady stood gathered with his family, and her relatives were clustered in their own group.

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“I really don’t do sympathy sex,” she muttered quietly so only Jo Ellen could hear. “I wasn’t thinking one sorry thought when Grady and I—”

Realizing she was about to discuss personal details with his sister, she snapped her mouth shut.

Jo Ellen smiled. “Well, that’s good to know. Just as long as you did with Cooper.”

“Okay, it was all about sympathy with Cooper,”

she relented. “That’s true. And Ralphie Smardo too, but not—”

“I think it’s time to get started,” Granger

Rawlings announced loudly from his wheelchair.

“But before we all go into the judge’s office, I demand a kiss from my soon-to-be granddaughter.”

B.J. was quick to oblige the old man. She leaned over him and pressed her lips to his cheek, but he grabbed her hand and returned the sentiment, softly saying for her ears alone, “I’m glad it’s you who’ll be taking care of my grand-boy.”

She blinked repeatedly as she straightened. She hadn’t expected this kind of welcome at all from Grady’s family. She’d just assumed they’d see her as some kind of opportunist leech, going after the sad widower and taking advantage of him. But with Jo Ellen’s, Granger’s, and Caine’s approval, she felt pretty damn good.

Then she turned and caught Tucker Rawlings’s eye. Grady’s father gave her a quiet nod, his eyes full of all sorts of messages. She froze, suddenly remembering their “arrangement.”

He’d already cornered her at her house earlier in the week with his lengthy prenuptial agreement.

Having no problem letting Grady keep all his money and possessions in case of a divorce, she’d signed Tucker Rawlings paperwork. Thinking they’d get into specifics about child custody and her plane next, she’d been shocked when he’d merely nodded and left, leaving behind her own copy of the prenup.

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She spent the rest of the evening reading what she’d just signed. And to her horror, the deed and child custody issues were all mentioned in the document. If she and Grady ever split, full custody of their baby would go to him, and in return her plane would be signed over in her name.

A cold chill washed over her. Swallowing, she set her hand protectively over her stomach. In the past few days, she’d come to realize she wanted her baby...she wanted it very much. And she wasn’t about to give it up either. Not for anything.

Somehow, someway, she was going to have to

make her husband keep her around for a good long while. Because she also wanted to be his wife just as much as she wanted to keep her baby.

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