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The dinner with community leaders dragged on too long, but Brett considered the time well spent. On his way home, he stopped and picked up flowers at the grocery store. He needed to speed up their “trying,” because Brett wanted to marry Laurel before Junior was born to give both his last name.
As he entered the house, voices sounded. He hurried to the family room. Laurel sat on the couch next to Henry.
The cozy sight sounded warning bells in Brett’s head. As his stomach clenched, his fist tightened around the bouquet he held.
Don’t read too much into it.
Still, his collar threatened to strangle him. “Hi.”
Laurel’s warm smile did nothing to take away the chill inside him. “How was your dinner?”
Every muscle tensed. “Long.”
Henry rose. “That’s my cue to leave. I’ll speak with y
