Intercepted by Love: Part Six: A Football Romance (The Quarterback's Heart Book 6) Read Online Free

the spoon and smearing chocolate over Cade’s face instead of his own. “Thanks for getting the license.”
    “Sure, it’s not like I don’t want to marry you.” Andie smiled and moaned over the chocolate. “We have to be sure the timing’s right and not rush things.”
    “If you want to marry me, why don’t we do it tomorrow? I have the mayor lined up.”
    Andie’s mouth turned down, and she left the spoon hanging in midair. “This is my wedding we’re talking about. A once in a lifetime, er, okay, so it’ll be my second one, but this time, I want to do it right. None of this rushing to the chapel thing for me.”
    “Uh, I agree.” Cade couldn’t help chuckling. “Don’t worry. I’m not as tacky as your ex, dragging you off to an Elvis Presley wedding chapel. What did he do? Perform the Hound Dog song?”
    Andie shoved him. “Who told you to watch the video?”
    “Your mom had it in the den. If she’d let me stay in the same room with you …”
    “What else have you been snooping into?”
    “How old were you before you grew hair?” He grabbed a spoon and dipped it into her lava cake, stealing a chunk.
    “Oh, for that, I’m going to make you pay.” Andie flung her flaming red hair over her shoulder. “I mean it, blue eyes.”
    “Ready to head over to your parents’ place?” Cade deflected the evil eye she was giving him. After all, he’d gotten what he wanted, grouchy Andie or not. The license was in his hot big hand, and by tomorrow, he’d have sweet talked, or sweet licked, or sweet fucked her into the institution of holy matrimony.
    “I know what you’re thinking.” Andie swirled her long spoon in the ice cream her cake was embedded in. “And it’s ‘no,’ you’re not going to whisper sweet nothings in my ear and get me to do the eloping, justice of the peace thing.”
    “Then why don’t you set a date?” Cade grumbled. Out of the corner of his eye, he spied the shabby woman push her chair back, almost hitting the back of Andie’s chair. She “dropped” a napkin, and proceeded to pick it up slowly.
    Yep. If he hadn’t moved the purse, she would have picked Andie’s wallet. The woman’s hair was stringy long, in need of a wash, and obviously dyed, with long bangs covering her face in addition to the baseball cap. Not wanting to stare, he put his attention back on Andie. “So, set a date, already.”
    “I can’t.” Andie avoided his gaze. “I just don’t know.”
    “Know what? Andie? What don’t you know?” He breathed with relief when the would-be pickpocket shuffled toward the door. Without seeming obvious, Cade checked the stroller basket. Nothing was missing. Good.
    “The date, that’s all.” Andie spooned a large scoop of ice cream into her mouth and cringed, shuddering, as if someone had walked over her grave.
    What was she hiding?

Chapter Four
    “ H appy Birthday !!!” An entire crowd of people greeted Andie as Cade helped her through the front door of her parents’ house in Itasca. Standing behind her father and mother were several coworkers from The Love Lives of King David production she was working on before the show was cancelled.
    “Papa!” Andie opened her arms and rushed toward her father who hunched over his walker. He’d had a stroke a little over a year ago and had been wheelchair bound until Cade’s celebrity status opened the doors to an expensive stroke rehabilitation center.
    “Happy Birthday, my darling. When and who are you today?” His speech was slow and slurred, but so much better than when he had to use a speaking device. Andie’s father was an archaeologist, and he and Andie enjoyed historical reenactments of their favorite personalities and cultures.
    “Not one of King David’s wives, that’s for sure.” Andie hugged him tightly. “I’m proud to be Antoinette Marie Wales, soon to be Prescott.”
    Beside her, Cade greeted her father and shook his outstretched hand. “Dr. Wales, it’s so good to see you on your