Читать книгу A Weaver Wedding - Allison Leigh - Страница 2

Tara didn’t sound welcoming and wished she didn’t care.

“We need to talk.”

“After four months of silence? I don’t think so.” Darn it. That didn’t sound indifferent, either.

“Tara –”

He’s just a guy, she told herself for about the millionth time since that night in Braden had turned into an entire weekend. More than forty-eight hours spent with each other in that little motel room, during which she’d started thinking things she’d had no business thinking. Crazy things. Forever things.

All of which had come to a screeching halt when he’d been gone before she’d woken up the last morning. The only thing he’d left behind was a note that he’d “call.”

Well, no call ever came. All they had in common was one weekend…and an unborn baby that she needed to keep secret…