Page 174 of Huckleberry Hill
Mildred barked in the background and Wyn leaned down to scoop her up.
“Oh my God, she’s the cutest,” I said with a smile. “Like a mini golden retriever puppy.”
“She’s pretty great.” Wyn snuggled Mildred’s ear and then set her down.
“Wow, Hadley,” Poet said with a teary smile. “I’m so happy for you.”
“We all are,” Salem said. “Really.”
“When are you due?” Wyn asked.
“Don’t know yet,” I admitted. “I’ll have to go to the doctor, and they’ll have to figure it all out. When I know, you’ll know.”
“A baby!” Poet squealed. “This is so cool.”
“There’s more,” I said shyly.
“More?” Salem asked. “How can there be more?”
“I’m getting married.”
Silence.
“When?” Salem demanded.
“Yeah, I need to take off work,” Wyn said.
“And look at flights,” Poet added with a nod.
“Hang on, guys, I don’t know when I’m getting married.”
“I’m confused,” Wyn said.
“Declan hasn’t actually asked me to marry him yet. But he and Dad kinda . . . you know Dad, Salem.”
“I do know Dad, yes,” Salem agreed. “So there’s a wedding happening but we don’t know when because Declan hasn’t officially asked you, but he’s told you he will?”
“Pretty much.” I sighed in happiness.
“You’ll say yes though, right?” Wyn asked. “Or are you going to hold out and be stubborn?”
“Why would I hold out and be stubborn?” I demanded.
“I don’t know, this is all just kind of crazy fast,” Poet said. “Romantic as hell, but still kind of crazy.”
Salem looked at the screen and grinned. “Crazy perfect. Maybe Hadley is the craziest of us all.”
Chapter Forty
The Ranch
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“Easy,” Declan said, holding his hand out to me.
I grasped it and scooted across the seat, wincing as I put my feet to the ground.
My side ached and I wanted to get inside and rest. Even though I’d been sitting for several hours in a hospital bed, recuperating at home on the couch was the best form of medicine.
