Page 54 of Just One Kiss

"You need to go see Trevor. He could at least tell us if she is pregnant. He saw her and spoke to her. Did we ever tell Adam about Trevor?"

He frowned, as he got to his feet. "I don't think so. Let me see what he has to say, and then I'll fill Adam in."

"Okay."

As they walked out of the kitchen, the doorbell rang once more.

"Maybe Adam has already found out something else," Hannah said.

But it wasn't Adam on the porch this time; it was Hannah's mother, Katherine Stark.

He inwardly groaned. He hadn't had one conversation with Katherine since he'd returned to town, although he'd seen her in the distance a few times, but they'd both been happy to avoid each other.

"You," she said, her voice filled with anger. "What are you doing here?"

"I don't think that's any of your business," he said shortly.

Her lips parted in surprise, as if she couldn't believe he'd just said that.

"Jake is helping me with Brett," Hannah put in.

"Why?" Katherine asked.

"Because he is, Mom," Hannah snapped.

Katherine turned back to him, scorn in her gaze. "I told you to leave my daughter alone a long time ago."

"When did you tell him that?" Hannah cut in.

"Back when you were in high school. He came by to beg for your forgiveness, and I told him you would never ever forgive him, and he didn't deserve it."

Hannah appeared shocked at that piece of information. "You never told me that."

"I'm sure I did." Katherine gave him another searing look. "You still don't deserve forgiveness. You hurt my daughter."

He wanted to say she'd hurt her daughter far more than he had, but he thought it was better to just walk away. "I'm going to go," he told Hannah. "I'll be in touch."

She gave him a troubled look. "Let me know what Trevor says."

"I will," he said, then headed down the path.

He was almost to the truck when he heard Katherine say, "Seriously, Hannah, what are you doing with Jake?"

Unfortunately, he couldn't hear Hannah's answer. Maybe that was just as well.

Chapter Thirteen

"I asked you a question,"her mom said, as they stepped into the house.

Hannah gave her a warning look. "Don't speak so loudly. Brett is asleep."

"I just don't understand why you would be with a man you hate," her mom continued, as they moved into the living room and sat down.

"It's complicated, Mom. Jake has been helping me with Brett."

"Why aren't your friends helping you?"

"My friends?" she echoed. "A better question might be why isn't my mother helping me? You're Brett's grandmother, and you wouldn't even see him yesterday."

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