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A Little Bit Engaged
Teresa Hill
KATE CASSIDY HAS A SECRET…the whole town knows. She's engaged–with no wedding date in sight. Maybe that's why she doesn't mind sexy pastor Ben Taylor flirting with her when she comes to offer her services as a Big Sister to troubled teens.Ben does not try to pick Kate up–even if the pretty Realtor doesn't act like any engaged woman he's ever known. Why, they're practically dating! And when Kate calls off her planned nuptials, there's no reason to fight that special feeling.Now their secret's out, as a marriage-minded man of the cloth sets out to convince a wedding-wary woman to take the plunge…with the right man.
“I’m enjoying this. Being with you. Knowing that you’re a completely free woman and that I like you, and that just about anything could happen between us.”
Kate puzzled over that. Anything?
“I just got out of a five-year engagement.”
“I remember.”
“I can’t do this!” she said.
“Why not?”
“It was two days ago!”
“So?”
“I have to figure out what went wrong, to make sure it doesn’t happen again.”
“You know what happened, Kate,” Ben claimed.
Only then did she realize that she was still sitting on his lap, in his car, in her driveway, for anyone to see! She let go of his shirt, pushed away from him and slid onto her own seat with every bit of dignity she could muster, which wasn’t much.
Dear Reader,
Well, if there were ever a month that screamed for a good love story—make that six!—February would be it. So here are our Valentine’s Day gifts to you from Silhouette Special Edition. Let’s start with The Road to Reunion by Gina Wilkins, next up in her FAMILY FOUND series. When the beautiful daughter of the couple who raised him tries to get a taciturn cowboy to come home for a family reunion, Kyle Reeves is determined to turn her down. But try getting Molly Walker to take no for an answer! In Marie Ferrarella’s Husbands and Other Strangers, a woman in a boating accident finds her head injury left her with no permanent effects—except for the fact that she can’t seem to recall her husband. In the next installment of our FAMILY BUSINESS continuity, The Boss and Miss Baxter by Wendy Warren, an unemployed single mother is offered a job—not to mention a place to live for her and her children—with the grumpy, if gorgeous, man who fired her!
“Who’s Your Daddy?” is a question that takes on new meaning when a young woman learns that a rock star is her biological father, that her mother is really in love with his brother—and that she herself can’t resist her new father’s protégé. Read all about it in It Runs in the Family by Patricia Kay, the second in her CALLIE’S CORNER CAFÉ miniseries. Vermont Valentine, the conclusion to Kristin Hardy’s HOLIDAY HEARTS miniseries, tells the story of the last single Trask brother, Jacob—he’s been alone for thirty-six years. But that’s about to change, courtesy of the beautiful scientist now doing research on his property. And in Teresa Hill’s A Little Bit Engaged, a woman who’s been a bride-to-be for five years yet never saw fit to actually set a wedding date finds true love where she least expects it—with a pastor.
So keep warm, stay romantic, and we’ll see you next month….
Gail Chasan
Senior Editor
A Little Bit Engaged
Teresa Hill
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
TERESA HILL
lives in South Carolina with her husband, son and daughter. A former journalist for a South Carolina newspaper, she fondly remembers that her decision to write and explore the frontiers of romance came at about the same time she discovered, in junior high, that she’d never be able to join the crew of the Starship Enterprise.
Happy and proud to be a stay-home mom, she is thrilled to be living her lifelong dream of writing romances.
To everyone at St. Mary’s.
I’m positive it wasn’t that long ago that I sent my son to
kindergarten in his little blue dress pants and white polo
shirt. I remember so clearly thinking I’d have a child at
St. Mary’s forever. And yet, somehow, this is our last
year. My daughter’s graduating from the eighth
grade this spring. Somehow, twelve years have gone by.
Thanks for all you do, for all your
hard work, for all the memories.
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Epilogue
Chapter One
“So, have you and Joe set a wedding date yet?”
Kate Cassidy barely managed not to choke on her carrot-stick appetizer.
Trapped in the corner by an interior designer, she swallowed hard and relaxed her facial muscles in hopes of avoiding that really unattractive expression she wore when she just wanted to scream.
It was truly an unattractive look.
Kate knew because she’d looked in the mirror one day while she made it, hoping it wouldn’t be that bad. But it was. She’d vowed to eradicate the expression from her face, but it was hard. Especially lately, when someone asked that question. Third time this evening at the Board of Realtors dinner, in fact.
“Not yet,” she said quietly, with what she hoped was a bit of a smile.
“Oh.” The woman, Gloria someone, waited expectantly for Kate to elaborate, which Kate wasn’t going to do. She’d learned that if she was silent long enough, most people quit asking and went away. But Gloria wasn’t budging.
Okay. If things got really bad, she could always sink so low as to play the sympathy card. Sorry, Mom. She let her expression fall, allowed a shimmer of tears to come into her eyes.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Kate. I guess it’s just too soon, huh?”
Kate nodded with what she hoped was appropriate sadness and grief, hoping her mother would understand. Kate had finally found something she didn’t know how to handle. All her plans that had always gone so well seemed to have fallen apart, and she didn’t know what was right anymore or what to do. It had started with her mother’s death and spilled over into every aspect of her life.
“It just takes time,” Gloria said kindly, making Kate feel worse. “And Joe’s such a sweetie. I’m sure he understands.”
Kate wasn’t so sure he did. And she didn’t want to think about it. She wanted to ignore the whole mess and hope it went away or solved itself, or that the answer just dropped out of the sky or something.
Vaguely aware of new voices around her, Kate looked up to see Charlie Sims, president of the Magnolia Falls, Georgia, Board of Realtors.
“Kate, how are you?” he asked, extending a hand.
“Great, Charlie. How are you?”
“Couldn’t be better, my dear. Have you met my wife, Charlotte?”
“No, I haven’t.” Kate smiled down at the pint-size blonde on Charlie’s arm.
Charlie introduced them, and then Charlotte launched into a tale about their recent wedding. Kate didn’t listen. She was too busy planning her escape. Was there anyone in this room who didn’t know that she and Joe were supposed to have married this summer but hadn’t because Kate’s mother’s cancer had come back and she’d died in the spring?
There. Kate spotted two absolute strangers in the corner. She was ready to make her excuses when Gloria said, “Oh, that sounds like fun. I’d love to do that.”
“Fabulous,” Charlie said, sounding genuinely appreciative.
That got Kate’s attention. She wanted Charlie to be happy with her, because there wasn’t a real estate agent in town Charlie didn’t know. He was a veritable gold mine of referrals for Kate’s fledgling mortgage company.
“What about you, Kate?” Charlie’s wife asked. “Care to come join us?”
Kate stood there with her mouth open. She had no idea what she’d just been asked to do, but if Gloria could do it, surely Kate could, too. Anything for Charlie and his referrals.
“Of course,” Kate said. “Sounds like fun.”
“Oh, it is. The kids are great,” Charlie’s wife said.
Kids? They were doing something with kids?
“If you two will give me your fax numbers, I’ll send you an application. Fax it back, and we’ll match you up.”
Kate wasn’t sure if she’d just applied for a job or joined a dating service. Match us up? No, that couldn’t be right. Everyone here wanted news of her upcoming wedding to Joe. Plus this was something to do with kids. It couldn’t be dating.
Kate obediently gave Charlie’s wife her fax number.
It wasn’t until the next day, when the fax arrived, that she vaguely remembered something about Charlie’s new wife taking over as director of the Big Brothers/Big Sisters Program, and that Kate had just volunteered to be a Big Sister.
Okay. How hard could that be?
Maybe she’d get lucky, and her little sister would be one of the few people in town who wouldn’t question her about why she and Joe hadn’t gotten married yet.
Ben Taylor hovered at the end of the hallway leading to the front door, assessing his chances of sneaking out of his office without getting caught, and thereby avoiding a lecture from his nearly eighty-year-old secretary.
Her long-distance vision wasn’t good, and she hated her bifocals. Ben figured the odds were at least three-to-one against her noticing him leaving. Which meant he could put off for now her lecture about his unfortunate tendencies to wander about, loose in the community, doing his freelance, do-gooder thing and getting into trouble, all while just trying to help people.
Ben really tried to help. He wasn’t sure if he was just bad at it or if people’s problems were getting worse. It seemed no one walked in with a simple issue he could solve anymore, and really, wasn’t he here to solve problems?
“Should have just kidnapped the girl,” he muttered to himself. “Or maybe held her hostage until I could talk some sense into her.”
“You say something, Pastor?” It was Rose, the nice lady who lived three blocks down and came to clean every other day.
“No, ma’am.” Ben sighed. “But I’m going out for a few minutes. Will you tell Mrs. Ryan if she asks about me?”
“Sneakin’ off again, Pastor?”
“Maybe,” he admitted.
He and Mrs. Ryan would have to come to an understanding about his straying from the office one of these days, but this wasn’t the day, and he wasn’t up to a scolding by a scrunched-over, outspoken taskmaster who reminded him of his great-grandmother.
“Will you tell her I’ve gone out?” he asked Rose.
“I guess I’ll have to,” Rose said. “I’m the only one who’s not scared of her.”
“I’m not scared,” he claimed. It was just that… Well, she did look a lot like his great-grandmother, and he’d been raised to believe a boy never, ever argued with his great-grandmother. His father would have seen it as an appalling lack of respect. Of course, his father would have thought sneaking out like this was cowardly, which made this a classic no-win situation. He’d take the cowardly way again. Rose wished him luck and said he owed her one. He decided he’d bring her a latte from that little shop down the block. She loved them but considered them a luxury. It was the least he could do for her for saving him from Mrs. Ryan.
He was nearly to the door when Rose said, “Now, just to be clear on this, you’re not really going to kidnap anyone, are you?”
“No. Promise.” The church probably frowned upon kidnapping and hostage taking. He’d just have to find another way. He was supposed to be able to keep people here long enough to help them without resorting to those tactics, even if a kidnapping could have made things so much simpler.
He must be doing something really wrong.
“Okay,” Rose said. “I just wouldn’t want to be around if Mrs. Ryan got wind of you kidnapping someone.”
