The Maverick's Secret Baby

Her thoughts snagged briefly on what might be in store for her unborn child. If she raised the baby by herself, in Dallas, she’d be setting her son or daughter up for the same type of upbringing she’d had. Her father would see to it.

But was that really what Avery wanted?

She wasn’t so sure, and suddenly she couldn’t seem to focus on the many difficult decisions she needed to address. She couldn’t seem to focus on anything except Finn’s cocky, lopsided grin and the cozy hayloft in the barn’s shady rafters. Wouldn’t it be nice to be kissed in a place like that?

For the last time, calm down, pregnancy hormones!

“It’s really lovely here,” she said, glancing around the sun-dappled space. Horses poked their heads over the tops of stable doors and whinnied as they walked past.

“It’s nice. We’ve got a lot more space than we had in Texas.”

“So your move here is permanent, then.” She held her breath. What was she saying?

Of course it was permanent. This was Finn’s new home.

“Oh, yeah.” He nodded and guided her toward the corner of the barn, where a few barrels were lined up along the wall.

Avery wondered how much of his enthusiasm for Rust Creek Falls had to do with his overactive dating life…and just how many women he’d brought out to the Ambling A for this quaint little tour. On second thought, maybe she was better off without that information.

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