Page 66 of Nashville Cowboy
“He’s inside waitin’ with everyone else. Weddin’s about to begin.”
Eve’s gut burned like a wildfire. “Can you get him for me?”
“What? Now?” Jackson’s eyes narrowed. “Are youserious?”
“Sadie just needs to talk to him real quick.”
Jackson scowled. His voice rose in volume. “This is ridiculous. Youpromisedmethis wouldn’t happen.”
“Don’t you yell at me. This is none of our business. I’mtryin’to fix this.” She hooked her thumb behind her. “Go on.”
He met her gaze for several seconds and then hoofed it inside the church. A minute later he came back with Lincoln in tow.
“What’s wrong?” Lincoln asked, his brow creased. “Is Sadie alright?”
“Lincoln, she just needs to talk to you about something. She—”
Eve didn’t get another word out. Lincoln opened the door so fast he was like a streak of lightning.
“What’s going on?” Mr. Stephens asked. “Where’s Sadie? What’s Lincoln doing in there?”
“They’ll be right out, Mr. Stephens,” Eve said.
“They better be. We’re gettin’ a late start.” He glanced at his watch, then began pacing again.
Eve and Jackson waited outside the suite like guards. Or statues. Or statues of guards. Lord, she was nervous. How would Lincoln react? She couldn’t picture him being unhappy about the baby, but he might be angry that she’d waited until now to tell him. Or at the least, shocked.
“She’dbetterget her act together,” Jackson said through a tight jaw. “There are a lot of people in the chapel.”
“She will.”
“I was afraid of this.”
“I know.”
A moment of silence later, Jackson rolled his shoulders. “This is awkward.”
“And way too familiar.”
“Isn’t it supposed to be bad luck for him to see the bride before the wedding?”
Eve snorted. “You didn’t see me. How was our luck?”
“Good point. What is it, anyway? Doyouknow?”
“I do, but I’m not sure if I should say.”
“Just tell me this: is she runnin’ out on my brother?” His voice sounded deep and dark.
“No. Never.”
Because Sadie was a lot smarter than Eve had been. She was going to work this problem out even this late in the game.
“Then what do they have to talk about right before the weddin’ that can’t wait?”
Eve sighed. “She’s…pregnant.”
Jackson’s neck swiveled like he’d been slapped. “Is she afraid she’s going to have a wardrobe malfunction?”
