Page 20 of Surprise Baby for Mr. Fischer
I froze at the familiar rumble of a man’s deep voice conversing with Heidy.
No way could that voice belong to a movie star. No, not this voice.
I tip-toed to the other side of the display and looked out toward the front of the store. Sure enough, not more than twenty feet in front of us, a guy with sandy-blonde hair stood with his back to us. A whisper of desire went through me as I checked out his broad shoulders and muscular legs.
“How did you hear about us?” Heidy asked, batting her eyelashes at him.
I huffed. My sister was so obvious.
“Your sister mentioned this place to me.”
“My sister?” Heidy’s flirtation stopped in its tracks, and a crease formed between her brows. “Which one? No one mentioned meetingyou.”
“Uh, well, I don’t think she knew who I was at the time,” he responded and gave a soft embarrassed chuckle.
Heidy tapped at her chin. “Hmm—the only one that might be is ... ” Her voice trailed off as her gaze found mine. “Harper.”
The world slowed as I took a step back and bumped into the display behind me. My breath hitched, and I frantically tried to move away from the display of antique vases that were now rattling around behind me, but I didn’t move fast enough.
Kade turned around. No, not Kade.Lincoln Erickson, apparently. His eyes zeroed in on me, and he smiled that devastating, panty-melting smile. “Harper. I was hoping I’d run into you again.”
Fuck!There was no getting away now.
“Harper?” Hazel’s eyes swung to me. Her eyes widened.
I frantically shook my head.
“Is it his?” She gawked at my stomach, which was thankfully still hidden behind the box I carried.
He strode towards me. Sweat coated my body and my hands trembled, making the box before me shake.No, no, no! This was not happening.
Before my mouth went completely dry, I wanted to say one last thing.
“Shut up, Hazel.”
There were times when I really hated how quick Hazel was to figure things out.
