“Why aren’t you?” Mike asked with a laugh.
“We’re about to,” Brady assured him with a slap on the shoulder. “But first, we wanted to say happy wedding, happy life and good luck with the baby.”
“Thanks,” Mike said and pulled his oldest friend into a hard, one-armed hug.
“What’s all this?” Sean asked as he walked up to join them. “People partying without me?”
“Where’ve you been?” Mike demanded. “You disappeared like an hour ago.”
“On the phone with the contractor from hell,” Sean muttered, glaring down at the phone so he didn’t see the amused glances Mike and Brady shared.
“How is the very efficient Kate?” Brady asked.
“Driving him crazy,” Mike offered.
“Hey, you try dealing with a know-it-all,” Sean quipped.
“We do it all the time,” Aine said, with a grin for Jenny.
“She’s right,” the new bride agreed.
“All right, enough of the insults.” Brady pulled his wife onto the dance floor and her delighted laughter spilled out in her wake.
“Can I dance with the bride now?” Sean asked.
Mike strong-armed him out of the way. “Get your own girl.
“You owe me a dance, Mrs. Ryan,” Mike said and spun Jenny into his arms and then around in a tight, fast circle.
“Sweep me away, Mr. Ryan,” Jenny said and laughing, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tight. While the music played and the night wore on, joy shone as brightly as the fairy lights in the darkness.
* *
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Nanny Makes Three
by Cat Schield
One
Shortly after the 6:00 a.m. feeding, Liam Wade strode through the barn housing the yearling colts and fillies, enjoying the peaceful crunching of hay and the occasional equine snort. It was January 1, and because of the way horses were classified for racing and showing purposes, regardless of their calendar age, every horse in every stall on the ranch was now officially a year older.
Dawn of New Year’s Day had never been a time of reflection for Liam. Usually he was facedown in a beautiful woman’s bed, sleeping like the dead after an evening of partying and great sex. Last year that had changed. He’d left the New Year’s Eve party alone.
His cell phone buzzed in his back pocket, and he pulled it out. The message from his housekeeper made him frown.
There’s a woman at the house who needs to speak to you.
Liam couldn’t imagine what sort of trouble had come knocking on his door this morning. He texted back that he was on his way and retraced his steps to his Range Rover.
As he drove up, he saw an unfamiliar gray Ford Fusion in the driveway near the large Victorian house Liam’s great-great-grandfather had built during the last days of the nineteenth century. Liam and his twin brother, Kyle, had grown up in this seven-bedroom home, raised by their grandfather after their mother headed to Dallas to create her real estate empire.
Liam parked and turned off the engine. A sense of foreboding raised the hair on his arms, and he wondered at his reluctance to get out of the truck. He’d enjoyed how peaceful the last year had been. A strange woman showing up at the crack of dawn could only mean trouble.
Slipping from behind the wheel, Liam trotted across the drought-dry lawn and up the five steps that led to the wraparound porch. The stained glass windows set into the double doors allowed light to filter into the wide entry hall, but prevented him from seeing inside. Thus, it wasn’t until Liam pushed open the door that he saw the infant car seat off to one side of the hall. As that was registering, a baby began to wail from the direction of the living room.