Page 20 of Her Billionaire's Baby Secret

Chapter 6

They finished up at Mrs. Edward’s house, and the two grandmas decided they wanted to go to the farm with Kane and Sariah. Kane’s mom stayed behind with his dad to continue working on the house. The four of them piled into Kane’s rental car. Sariah offered to let one of the older women sit in the front seat, but they both insisted that she sit up there with him. Sariah felt guilty sitting up front with the extra leg room while the older women sat in the back. She got the impression that both women were trying to push her together with Kane. Why was everyone around her so determined that she get back together with him? Was there something she was missing? She was pretty sure she knew what was best for her life. Right?

Within ten minutes, Kane was pulling into the old gravel driveway of the homestead. They crossed a covered bridge that spanned Maple Creek and headed toward the old farmhouse.

“I haven’t been here in years,” Mrs. Edwards said.

His grandfather, Mr. Edwards, would have loved to be there with them. Sariah felt a pang of sadness for the loss of the sweet man. He’d always been so supportive of her relationship with Kane back in the day.

“I don’t think I’ve been here since the Webbers put on a fireworks show for fourth of July years ago,” her grandmother said.

Sariah had gone with her that year. It had been spectacular. They’d really gone all out with music and a grand finale. “The Webbers did some of the best fireworks in Maple Creek. It’s sad to think they’re gone, and their farm is about to be demolished.”

“I’ll do all I can to keep that from happening,” Kane said.

“That’s the spirit,” Mrs. Edwards said.

Kane pulled up to the farmhouse, and they got out of the car.

Sariah’s grandmother looked up at the older home. “Maybe we can get the Maple Creek Historical Society involved in protecting this home.”

“It’s possible they already know about it,” Kane said. “But just to be sure, I’ll reach out to them.”

“That’s a great idea.” Sariah’s feet crunched over some fallen leaves from the giant maple tree in the front yard. She gazed up at the old white brick home in front of them. It definitely had some character with a large front porch and gabled windows, reminiscent of so many other homes in Maple Creek. It was empty now, but she could remember when rocking chairs lined it and potted plants had hung from the covered porch. Now only dried leaves scattered across the dusty planks.

“Why hasn’t this place sold already by now?” Mrs. Edwards asked.

“From what I understand, the Webbers’ kids were arguing about what to do with the land. Half wanted to sell, and the other half wanted to keep it in the family. But now that the developer has given them such a generous offer, they’ve decided to sell the land.”

“Maybe the two of you should just get married, buy this place, and move in,” Sariah’s grandma suggested with a wide smile.

“You have some wild ideas about what should happen.” Sariah could feel her cheeks heating up. This was exactly why she was nervous about her grandma hanging out with her and Kane. Of course, her grandma had insisted on coming along. She wanted every opportunity to drop hints that they should be together. Only it seemed like she was past being subtle at this point. It was like she felt like she didn’t have to bother with a filter now that she’d gotten older.

“You think I should marry Sariah?” Kane asked.

“I sure do,” her grandma said.

He chuckled. “And why do you say that?”

Kane was making it even worse. What was he thinking? Didn’t he know better than to encourage her. She was bad enough on her own.

“Well isn’t it obvious? You two are clearly still in love with each other, even after all these years.”

“Is that so?” Kane glanced over at Sariah with a small smile on his face.

Was he enjoying this? Seeing her squirm? Because she was obviously squirming.

“Of course it is. Anyone with two eyes in their head could see that. Don’t you agree, Gayle?”

“Lois, you leave those two alone. Can’t you see how red Sariah’s face is getting?”

“I don’t think I will. Someone has to speak up. They might be missing out on something wonderful. I’m not going to stand by and let them throw away such a great thing.”

“I’m going to walk down to the creek now,” Sariah said, desperate for escape.

“Ooh! Great idea. We’ll come with you,” her grandma said.

So much for her escape plan. All three of them followed her to the creek. The remnants of the old rope swing still hung from the tree. A couple of boards they’d used for a ladder were still nailed to the trunk. They were close to the spot where she’d had her first kiss with Kane.

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