Free The Texan's Surprise Baby by Gina Wilkins Page B

when he passed Cabin 7 where Shelby had been held at knifepoint, then speeding up to drive perfunctorily past the now-empty day-use area, the closed main building, the empty pool and quiet motel. A couple of teenagers were making out in the otherwise deserted playground, thrown into silhouette by security lights above them. Aaron drove on, leaving them to their youthful kisses.
    Aaron parked the cart in the drive to the manufactured home he now shared with Shelby, next door to Steven’s. Andrew glanced across the road, noting that lights still burned in both Maggie’s and Hannah’s trailers. Aaron followed his glance. “Anything you want to talk about, Andrew?”
    Dragging his attention away from Hannah’s bedroom window, Andrew asked, “Like what?”
    “Like why you dropped everything and showed up here. You’ve been pretty evasive about that. At first I was sure you were here to talk me into going back home or to try to convince me to give myself more time to decide how I really feel about Shelby. Heck, I didn’t even blame you. I can see how you and the rest of the family would be concerned about how fast this all happened. But that’s not the only reason you came, is it? Something else seems to be bothering you.”
    Resisting an impulse to glance back at Hannah’s place, Andrew shook his head. “I’m not ready to talk about it just yet.”
    Although he really wished he could. He wanted to talk with his brother about the shock he was still dealing with, the anxiety and uncertainty—even the eagerness—with which he contemplated his child’s arrival. They would discuss all of those things after he and Hannah had broken the news. He could wait—but it wasn’t easy.
    Fortunately, Aaron chose not to press him just then. Which didn’t mean he wouldn’t eventually. Maybe Aaron was still too caught up in his own major life changes to pay much attention to Andrew’s distraction, but more likely he was just biding his time until Andrew was ready to spill everything. Andrew was quite sure Aaron would become more insistent about answers as his twin’s departure grew closer.
    Andrew saw the curtains twitch at Hannah’s bedroom window as he walked toward Steven’s place after bidding good-night to his brother. Maybe she’d heard voices and had looked out to investigate. Was she watching him as he crossed the dimly lit yard? He had a brief urge to change direction and knock on her door, but he resisted. He would see her tomorrow when he accompanied her to the obstetrician. He anticipated that visit with a mixture of nerves and eagerness. He wondered how Hannah was feeling just then.
    He looked over his shoulder just in time to see the curtain fall back into place. Pausing with key in hand at the door of Steven’s trailer, he smiled, though he doubted she was still watching. “We’ll talk tomorrow, Hannah,” he said aloud, and even though she couldn’t hear him, the words were a promise.

Chapter Four
    F riday dawned cloudy with a chance of rain later that afternoon. The gray-mottled skies didn’t notably discourage the summer-morning lake enthusiasts; if anything, the slightly cooler temperatures had brought out even more early boaters, fishermen and swimmers. Fridays were always busy in summer, kicking off three-day breaks for many guests, but this weekend would be especially hectic with the additional business from the unlucky neighboring resort. Hannah and her family had been forced to scramble to work in the extras along with the standing reservations for the next few days.
    Hannah enjoyed a slight breeze on her face as she walked to the main building at a quarter till nine, after breakfast at her place. Golf carts and utility ATVs were readily available to the family for getting around the resort quickly, and bicycles were parked beside all the family homes, but Hannah preferred to walk most of the time. She figured that would be more difficult as already-hot June became blazing July and she became