Fool for You (Southern Bride #7) - Kelly Elliott Page 0,83
a sweet girl.”
“Wait a minute,” Noah said as he stood and started to pace.
“What is it?” Emmerson asked.
Noah kept walking as his brows pulled in tighter and tighter.
“There was this one time I walked in on Hannah in the kitchen of the B and B. She was flustered and out of breath. I asked her if everything was okay, and she said something about running in from the chicken coop because a rooster was chasing her.”
My mother chuckled. “That isn’t surprising. She was scared to death of the chickens.”
Noah stopped walking and looked directly at Emmerson. “Yeah, but then I remembered that I left Bo Bo in the car and had to run back out to get him.”
Hailey gasped. “You left the dog in the car?”
“No wonder the poor thing didn’t live very long,” Malcolm mumbled under his breath.
Noah shot his father a dirty look and then turned back to Hailey. “It was one time. And it was January, so it wasn’t hot out. Anyway, can I get back to what I was saying?”
“Yes, please do,” I said with a sigh.
“When I ran out to my car, Jason was there.”
Emmerson sat up straighter. “Jason Emmes? My ex-boyfriend?”
Noah nodded. “Yeah, and I remember wondering why he was acting strange. He stumbled on his words and he was…”
When Noah’s voice trailed off, everyone leaned in closer. “He was what, Noah!” Hailey shouted. “He was what!?”
Noah looked at Emmerson again. “Sweating. Like he had just been working out or something.”
It didn’t take long for everyone to quickly piece it together.
“That douche might have cheated on Emmerson with Hannah! Do you think he was having sex with her before you got there?” Amy asked from the corner of the room where she was sitting with Lady on her lap.
Noah looked back at his girlfriend. “I didn’t think so then, but now looking back on it, yeah, I think Jason and Hannah were having a bit of fun in the kitchen before I interrupted them. They must have heard me coming around back, and Jason took off through the front of the bed and breakfast.”
“That jerk,” Emmerson said as she folded her arms over her chest.
“Okay, so we think Hannah and Jason did the deed. That still doesn’t explain why she told her family I was the father.”
My mother stood up. “Do you think Jason could be the father?”
Emmerson ran her fingers across her forehead. “Goodness, this is a mess.”
Dad cleared his throat. “The only way you’re going to get any answers is to go straight to the source: Hannah.”
“I agree,” Malcolm said. “Only way to find out what’s really going on is to get the truth from Hannah.”
“Mom, Paislie, do y’all still have her address?” I asked.
My mom nodded. “Yes. I can look it up first thing in the morning.”
Turning to Emmerson, I reached for her hand. “Do you have appointments in the morning?”
She shook her head. “No. The only thing I had planned was to stop in at a floral shop. I’m open until two, and then I have to meet with Abby Hawn and Kurt Richard.”
Hailey gasped. “The senator’s daughter? She really called you?”
With a wide smile, Emmerson nodded. “Yes! Fingers crossed things go well. I thought it was sweet that she wanted to meet with me in Waco, so I didn’t have to drive to Austin.”
“That was very nice of her,” Paislie said with a proud smile on her face.
It was time to get back to the subject at hand. “Emme, I’d like for you to go with me when I talk to Hannah.”
“Smart, son,” Dad said. “Best you don’t see her alone.”
Emmerson took my hand and gave me the sweetest smile. “Of course I’ll go with you.”
With a loud sigh, I looked around the room. “Looks like we’re paying Hannah a little visit tomorrow.”
Emmerson
“YOU DON’T REALLY think Jason got Hannah pregnant, do you?” I asked Landon as we drove down the street that Hannah Patterson lived on.
“You dated him, you’d know him better than me.”
I turned and faced the front window.
“I’m sorry, Emme. I didn’t mean to be short with you. I don’t really know what in the hell is going on. We just need to get it figured out.”
My GPS alerted us that we were at the right house, and we pulled into the driveway of Hannah’s address.
“Well, let’s just hope she’s home,” I said. But before we could get out of the car, my cell phone rang. “Hailey’s calling.”