to the doctor, but it was like a homing device drew me here. I’m scared. And Casey, bless her sweet little heart, was trying to help, but I think she’s more scared than I am. She knows what a God awful mother I’m going to be.”
“You won’t.” His shoulders straightened. “Be awful,” he added. “You’re going to be a great mom. You’re smart and you’re kind. Those are the two biggest things a mom needs to be.”
She snorted. “So you’re like an expert on mothers? What, was yours so perfect?”
His jaw tightened. Darn. She’d hit a nerve. She hadn’t meant to. Grumpy had become her new state of mind.
“I mean—”
“I didn’t know her very well. She died when I was young,” he said, his voice low and thoughtful. “But my brother says she was those very things I described. She defended me to her death.”
Wow. God, Bennett felt like a bitch. “Sorry.” She wanted to ask more questions. Had someone attacked his family? But she’d been rude enough.
“You don’t need to apologize. How would you know?” He stood then and sat on the desk in front of her. He took her hand in his and squeezed gently. “I’m going to be here for you, Bennett. I will be whatever you need me to be. I will take care of you and the babe, luv. You’re never going to have worry about anything.”
She pulled her hand from his. “Whoa. Calm yourself, dude. I don’t need any help.”
That was pretty dumb. She was clueless about parenthood. Her mom had done her best but perhaps hadn’t been the greatest role model.
“You will need help, though,” he said. “And I’m the father. I will do whatever is necessary to protect you both.”
What was with all the protection crap?
“I’ll make some calls,” he said. “We’ll get you the best care possible.”
“Uh. You’re not such a good listener, are you? I got this. I have a doctor. Well, she’s not an obstetrician. But Casey says she has a doctor friend who can help.”
“Is it Jacinda?”
Bennett nodded. How did he know that? Had he dated her? He’d pretty much dated all of Dallas, New York, and Los Angeles. Not that she read the tabloids, but it was hard to miss his exploits on the entertainment shows. People loved the bad boy fashion designer who had a different girl on his arm every day.
Yep. And you’re having his baby.
If she had a million dollars, she’d give it away to know what was going through his head. He had to be just as scared as she was.
“You okay?” He snapped his fingers in front of her face.
And just like that, she went from concerned to pissed off. “Get your hands out of my face, asshole. Yes, it’s Jacinda. I’ll go to the doc, but the rest of this crap you can stick up your ass.”
She rose to leave and then grabbed the chair when a wave of dizziness hit her. Damn, pregnancy sucked.
His arms touched her shoulders, helping her to balance. She hated that his touch sent spirals of need to her—
No. Stop it.
“Fine. Do what you want, but I’m driving you home.” He was all authoritative, and she was dizzy as shit, so she wasn’t going to say no.
“Whatever.”
The next day in Doctor Jacinda’s office, Casey was on one side of the table, glaring at Linc, while he stood on the other waiting for the gynecologist and the sonogram. It was all Bennett could do not to giggle, which was weird since she was scared shitless.
Her best friend was furious with Linc for knocking her up. Bennett had never seen her friend so mad. She wouldn’t have blamed Linc for staying behind just to save himself from Casey’s wrath.
Yet here he was.
So fucking hot.
No man had ever made jeans and a T-shirt look so good. He filled the room with his presence.
“I’m sorry,” Linc said softly.
She glanced up to see he was staring at Casey.
“You hooked up with my best friend. Out of all the women you could sleep with, you had to choose her?”
“To be fair, it wasn’t all him,” Bennett said. “I kind of seduced