Page 38 of Shotgun Spouse

Teddy took her outstretched hands and pressed them against his heart. "The entire world knows you run my life, Bunny Chou. My heart wouldn't just break if you left me. It would stop. I don't have to think anything over. I don't need anything signed. I'm yours."

He stepped closer, his hands coming up to cradle her face as he lowered his head. When their lips met, Bunny felt the doors to her heart open wide. His kiss was warm, sure, and entirely focused on her, like she was the only thing that mattered. Not rumors. Not paperwork. Not town politics. Just Teddy and the steady, heady rhythm of their kiss.

Teddy broke the kiss. "This means you accept, right?"

“I do. I accept.” Bunny reached for him again.

Teddy held her at bay, stepping into her role as a Supreme. “Which one? Fiancée? Wife? Or just campaign manager?”

Bunny rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile. “Let’s start with a second date, Mr. Mayor.”

“And work our way up to wife? Deal.”

His lips crashed into hers again. She opened to him, knowing she was going to give Teddy Carter everything he asked for.

Eventually.

Okay, sooner rather than later.

But just as her hands slid up to his chest, grounding herself in the feel of him, a sudden creak of the door shattered the moment. Bunny stiffened, and they broke apart, both turning to the doorway like kids caught sneaking cookies before dinner. The baby’s wail followed an instant later, loud and piercing, and there stood Teddy’s mother, holding the crying infant on her hip.

“Good,” she declared with a triumphant smile, as if she’d orchestrated the entire thing. “The two of you have made up. Now”—she jostled the baby slightly, patting her back—“can someone tell me why this social worker is trying to take my grandbaby away?”

Want to know what happens with Baby…

Dang, we still haven't named her yet!

Well, if you want to find out her name and where she lands,

stay tuned for "Betrothal Blitz."

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