I will.”
Seton smiled. “Thank you, Sabrina.”
“No need for thanks. I wouldn’t miss your wedding for the world. Have you told Mom and Dad?”
“I’m going to. I wanted to talk to you first. Do they know about the bab—”
“No,” Sabrina said. “So your wedding will have lots of surprises.”
“Mom’s going to flip when she finds out you’re pregnant.” Seton glanced out the window of her office, seeing Sam striding across the street toward the courthouse. She caught herself staring at him, admiring his long legs and loping walk.
I hope I’m not getting in over my head with this con we’re pulling.
She realized Sabrina had been speaking while she’d been thinking about Sam. “I’m sorry, what did you say, Sabrina?”
“I just said that she’ll be excited about her first grandbaby, once the shock wears off. At least I hope she will be. So what color am I wearing?”
“I haven’t decided.” Seton thought the style of the gown was probably more important than the color, considering Sabrina’s predicament. “How far along are you?”
Sam came into her office, and Seton felt the familiar jolt of attraction. She motioned for him to sit down.
“Five months,” Sabrina said.
“What?” Seton exclaimed.
“I’m five months pregnant,” her sister said, “so I think something with an empire waist might be best, and perhaps as dark a color as you can manage, maybe? I’m pretty petite, so there isn’t a lot of space for baby. I already look like I’m carrying a prize-winning pumpkin.”
Seton stared at Sam, swallowing past the sudden tightness in her throat. Diablo was going to be all atwitter when Sabrina returned. Jonas was going to be shocked, and Aunt Corinne… “How do you feel?” she asked.
“Like a house,” Sabrina said cheerfully. “But I’m very fortunate. The doctor says I escaped the Callahan curse.”
“What curse?” Seton thought she better know up front about any curse she might be bringing on herself. Sam grinned at her, and she held up a finger to let him know she’d be off the phone in one moment. He shrugged, then reached over to take the hand she was resting on her desk in his big warm one.
Why did she feel so safe and yet so electric whenever he touched her?
“The baby bingo curse.” Sabrina laughed. “Didn’t you notice that almost all the Callahan pregnancies have been multiples? I think Fiona put something in the water out there.”
Sam was stroking Seton’s palm and driving her nuts. She could hardly concentrate on local legend when he was making her think about things she shouldn’t be thinking about. “So…just one?” she asked carefully, not wanting Sam to guess what they were talking about, though he seemed much more interested in her body than her conversation. He made his way up her wrist, and Seton tried not to melt into a pool of languid yes, whatever you want, Sam. If he wasn’t so darn sexy—
“Yes, just one,” Sabrina said, snapping her back, “but I don’t know the sex, so don’t ask. I’m going to be as surprised as everyone else on the big day.”
“It’s going to be so wonderful....” Seton let her voice trail off before she could say, “wonderful to have a baby in the family.” “Sabrina, listen, I’ve got to run, but I’ll pick out a wonderful gown for you.”
“You’d better.” She laughed again. “I don’t want to look like I’m wearing a tent when I’m standing next to the most beautiful bride Diablo has ever seen.”
“You won’t, I promise. I love you, sis,” Seton said. “Goodbye.”
“Love you, too. Say hello to handsome for me.”
They hung up and Seton freed her hand from Sam’s. “It’s lunchtime. Your routine is usually to appear when I’m closing up shop at night. What brings you by?”
Sam leaned back in the chair, a teasing expression on his face. “How about a wedding in five days at the ranch?”
“That fast?” Married in five days! That made Seton start thinking about wedding nights and
Seton smiled. “Thank you, Sabrina.”
“No need for thanks. I wouldn’t miss your wedding for the world. Have you told Mom and Dad?”
“I’m going to. I wanted to talk to you first. Do they know about the bab—”
“No,” Sabrina said. “So your wedding will have lots of surprises.”
“Mom’s going to flip when she finds out you’re pregnant.” Seton glanced out the window of her office, seeing Sam striding across the street toward the courthouse. She caught herself staring at him, admiring his long legs and loping walk.
I hope I’m not getting in over my head with this con we’re pulling.
She realized Sabrina had been speaking while she’d been thinking about Sam. “I’m sorry, what did you say, Sabrina?”
“I just said that she’ll be excited about her first grandbaby, once the shock wears off. At least I hope she will be. So what color am I wearing?”
“I haven’t decided.” Seton thought the style of the gown was probably more important than the color, considering Sabrina’s predicament. “How far along are you?”
Sam came into her office, and Seton felt the familiar jolt of attraction. She motioned for him to sit down.
“Five months,” Sabrina said.
“What?” Seton exclaimed.
“I’m five months pregnant,” her sister said, “so I think something with an empire waist might be best, and perhaps as dark a color as you can manage, maybe? I’m pretty petite, so there isn’t a lot of space for baby. I already look like I’m carrying a prize-winning pumpkin.”
Seton stared at Sam, swallowing past the sudden tightness in her throat. Diablo was going to be all atwitter when Sabrina returned. Jonas was going to be shocked, and Aunt Corinne… “How do you feel?” she asked.
“Like a house,” Sabrina said cheerfully. “But I’m very fortunate. The doctor says I escaped the Callahan curse.”
“What curse?” Seton thought she better know up front about any curse she might be bringing on herself. Sam grinned at her, and she held up a finger to let him know she’d be off the phone in one moment. He shrugged, then reached over to take the hand she was resting on her desk in his big warm one.
Why did she feel so safe and yet so electric whenever he touched her?
“The baby bingo curse.” Sabrina laughed. “Didn’t you notice that almost all the Callahan pregnancies have been multiples? I think Fiona put something in the water out there.”
Sam was stroking Seton’s palm and driving her nuts. She could hardly concentrate on local legend when he was making her think about things she shouldn’t be thinking about. “So…just one?” she asked carefully, not wanting Sam to guess what they were talking about, though he seemed much more interested in her body than her conversation. He made his way up her wrist, and Seton tried not to melt into a pool of languid yes, whatever you want, Sam. If he wasn’t so darn sexy—
“Yes, just one,” Sabrina said, snapping her back, “but I don’t know the sex, so don’t ask. I’m going to be as surprised as everyone else on the big day.”
“It’s going to be so wonderful....” Seton let her voice trail off before she could say, “wonderful to have a baby in the family.” “Sabrina, listen, I’ve got to run, but I’ll pick out a wonderful gown for you.”
“You’d better.” She laughed again. “I don’t want to look like I’m wearing a tent when I’m standing next to the most beautiful bride Diablo has ever seen.”
“You won’t, I promise. I love you, sis,” Seton said. “Goodbye.”
“Love you, too. Say hello to handsome for me.”
They hung up and Seton freed her hand from Sam’s. “It’s lunchtime. Your routine is usually to appear when I’m closing up shop at night. What brings you by?”
Sam leaned back in the chair, a teasing expression on his face. “How about a wedding in five days at the ranch?”
“That fast?” Married in five days! That made Seton start thinking about wedding nights and
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