The Baby Legacy

“Thanks for the sundae,” she said. “I guess I’ll see you at class, unless you’ve changed your mind?” The question came out sounding more hopeful than she’d intended. Well, she refused to hide her feelings. She hadn’t wanted him involved and she wasn’t entirely convinced this was a good idea. He’d have to deal with that.

Mac surprised her by gently capturing her wrists. “You aren’t going to lose me this easily,” he said, drawing her closer, “so you might as well get used to my presence in your life.” Then he startled her even more by leaning down and kissing her cheek. The brief touch of his lips was warm and his cologne, something spicy, teased her senses.

“Accept it, Megan,” he said, voice husky as he straightened and released her. “I’m sticking. We’re in this together.”

Going down the long driveway to his house, side window open to the crisp night air, Mac heard Rusty start to bark from the big backyard. Although it was surrounded by a tall wood fence, the dog knew the sound of Mac’s truck. Archer, who’d been dog-sitting, had probably dropped the Irish Setter off on his way home from work.

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