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be on hand if you need anything. You won’t have to lift a finger. You can rest and give the babies a rest, too. Stay as long as you need to get back on your feet.” His blue eyes locked with hers and held.
    â€œBut I can’t pay you,” she whispered.
    â€œI don’t want anything,” Cade said in a brisk but firm voice. He stopped, shook his head. “Actually I do,” he corrected himself. “I want you to wait until Max’s children are born, to take some time before you make your decision about your future and theirs. Okay?”
    Abby couldn’t believe it. God had sent her a place to stay, to wait for her babies’ arrival without fearing someone would hassle her about her bills, moving and everything else she’d been fighting. A little window of hope, that’s what Cade was offering. All she had to do was accept.
    And yet, there was something in the depths of his kindly eyes, something that tugged at one corner of his mouth—something that made her stomach tighten with worry.
    â€œWhat aren’t you saying, Cade?” she murmured.
    Shutters flipped down over his eyes. He eased his hand from hers and leaned back, his big body tense.
    â€œCome to the ranch, Abby. It’s better if you see the way things are for yourself. Then you can decide whether or not you want to stay.” He lifted one eyebrow. “Okay?”
    Abby sat silent, thinking. God had opened this door, she knew it.
    Max had trusted Cade with his life.
    Maybe she was being weak by accepting this opportunity. Max would have expected her to handle her life without revealing that he’d left her unprotected. If he’d known she was pregnant he wouldn’t have left, but on the day she’d kissed him goodbye, the morning after she’d comforted him through a terrible nightmare, he went back to active duty in Afghanistan without knowing he was going to be a father. Neither of them had known what the future held.
    She had no alternative but to accept Cade’s offer, just until the babies were born. Then she’d get on with her life, alone except for her babies.
    â€œI’m ready,” she told him. “Let’s go to the Double L.”

Chapter Two
    â€œY ou don’t have to do this, Cade. I’ll find another way. I’ll figure out something.” Abby’s voice broke through the silence that had reigned since they’d left the city behind. “There’s no need for you to put yourself out like this.”
    Abby’s words drew Cade from his morose contemplation. He suddenly realized she thought his silence meant that he didn’t want her at his home.
    â€œWhat other solution do you have in mind?” He drove silently, waiting for her response with undiluted curiosity.
    â€œI could sleep on my friend’s couch while I think of the next step.” Those green eyes of hers squinted at him with defiance. “Isaiah 62:7 says, ‘Put God in remembrance of His promises.’”
    â€œUh, okay,” he said, clueless as to her meaning.
    â€œIt means that if I keep praying, I know that eventually He will give me an answer.”
    â€œUntil He does, maybe this is His answer—coming to my place, I mean.” Cade didn’t actually believe that, but Abby’s certainty that God would help her intrigued him. He’d never known anyone so confident in God.
    â€œIt’s not His answer if it’s going to put you out or make things difficult in your home.”
    â€œThings are already difficult in my home.” The words burst out of him. As soon as they were said he wished he could retract them but, of course, Abby’s curiosity was obviously pricked.
    â€œWhat do you mean?” she asked with a frown.
    How to explain? Cade tossed around several responses. There was no easy way to say this.
    â€œI got leave from the military because my father had a stroke and couldn’t run the ranch himself. In