wedding. I was, umââ he cleared his throat ââwondering what you wanted to do about the honeymoon.â
âThe honeymoon?â she finally choked out.
âYeah. People will expect us to go away somewhere.â
Dang. A honeymoon? Why hadnât she thought of that? And why, now that heâd mentioned it, did her mind suddenly fill with images of the two of them alone together in some romantic location. An exotic beach or quaint bed and breakfast.
âNo,â she said abruptly. âAbsolutely not.â
Letting her imagination run away with her was onething. Actually fulfilling one of those daydreams by letting Jake take her on a romantic getaway? That was out of the question.
He must have heard the pure horror in her voice, because he said, âHey, itâs not like Iâd take you to the Bates Motel or anything. I was thinking something more along the lines of a B&B in Fredericksburg. Just for a night or two.â
Right. A couple of nights in one of the most charming historic towns in Texas? Sheâd prefer the Bates Motel.
âNo,â she said firmly. âWeâre not going anywhere.â
âButââ
âWeâre going to spend the weekend moving your stuff into my place like we discussed. We can tell people weâre planning a big trip in the fall, if you want.â
Before he could protest further, she said good-night and ended the call.
Five
âI canât believe youâre doing this.â
Beth sat in the spare chair in Kateâs office. Her normally serene features were twisted into a frown, just as her hands were twisted into fretful knots where they lay on her lap.
Kate squelched her nerves and forced her attention back to her computer screen and the open document sheâd been reading when Beth arrived at the courthouse a full hour early for the wedding.
âI know,â Kate said, hoping to placate her sisterâs nerves. âI can hardly believe it myself.â
âThe thing is, Stew and Iâ¦â The tension in her voice drew Kateâs gaze back to her. âWell, we never meant for this to happen. I mean, we knew we were asking a lot, butâ¦â
With a sigh, Kate finally gave up on getting any more work done and closed the document on the screen. Sherounded her desk to stand by Bethâs chair. âI know you didnât. No one could have predicted things would turn out like this.â
Beth looked up at her and Kate was surprised to see her sisterâs eyes brimming with tears. At the sight, the tension that had been building inside Kate over the past two weeks began to seep away.
âHey.â She leaned down and rubbed Bethâs arm. âThereâs no need for tears. Everythingâs going to be fine.â
Beth stood and clutched Kateâs hands. âSo you donât hate us?â
Kate hadnât realized it, but until that instant, she had been harboring some resentment.
Not for having to marry Jake. No, she blamed only herself for not realizing sooner the threat Hatcher posed to her career. But she did resent Beth because being pregnant had made Kate realize all that was missing from her life. Made her yearn for things she couldnât have, but that Beth could. But faced with Bethâs obvious remorse, that, too, disappeared. âNo,â she reassured. âI donât hate you. How could I?â
âBecause youâ¦â Bethâs voice broke. âYou have to marry Jake. You hate Jake,â she finished with a wail.
Even though there was nothing at all funny about the situation, Kate couldnât help chuckling. âI donât hate Jake.â She glanced at the door to her office, verifyingâagainâthat it was firmly closed.
âYou were right about him, you know?â Kate admitted. âJake is a really good guy.â
More and more, Kate was realizing just how distorted her initial impression of Jake had been. When