“I’m not sure that I am,” I clarified.
“I can’t believe you didn’t marry her.”
“Ma, I didn’t know?—”
“She threw you through a window,” his father sighed, shaking his head. “And still, you impregnated her.”
“I didn’t know!”
“I might not be,” I said again.
“We have to get started on your house right away,” Clara beamed. “You can’t raise a baby in the winter around here without a proper house, and you’ll want your privacy.”
“Are you sure?” Parker asked, looking at me in shock.
“No, that’s why I said I might be,” I snapped.
“Why didn’t you take a test?”
“Call me crazy, but we haven’t exactly had a lot of time to stop at the local store.”
“They could take that new cabin out by Liam’s!” Clara beamed.
“Yeah, just hand it over to them,” Ben argued. “No responsibility at all.”
“I can’t believe it,” Parker shook his head. “I just…”
“Can’t believe it? Yeah, me too. Not that I’m surprised. That thing is like a weapon,” I added pointedly.
“Well, he takes after his father,” Clara beamed.
“Ew, Ma, don’t say shit like that.”
“Of course, I guess we’ll have to give them the cabin. Otherwise, they’ll stay here, and we’ll end up taking care of their kid.”
“When did you ever take care of the kids?” Clara asked irritatedly, but her frown quickly turned into a smile. “Babies are such a joy. Our first grandchild. It’s going to be wonderful.”
“Again, I might not actually be pregnant,” I emphasized.
“Nonsense. A woman knows these things.”
Parker grinned at me. “Watch out. She might start feeling your stomach next.”
Clara brushed him off and rushed over to the cabinet, grabbing four wine glasses. “I have just the thing for the occasion.”
“Christ, not that voodoo wine again,” Ben grumbled.
“It’s not voodoo wine. It’s just a special blend.”
“It’s voodoo wine,” Ben snapped. “You’ve been keeping that on hand, trying to get Bailey pregnant since the moment Liam asked her to dance.”
“Oh, so it’s okay if Bailey gets pregnant out of wedlock,” Parker muttered.
“Bailey never threw Liam out the window.”
“I bet she wanted to,” Clara laughed as she set the wine glasses down.
While Clara poured the wine, I glanced up and caught Parker staring at me with a grin on his face. Sure, he was all about the baby thing now, but we’d barely stepped foot in Montana when our lives changed yet again. How would having a baby affect our relationship?
