Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 110113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 551(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 551(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
“Of course I’ve tried. She won’t return my calls or my texts. Haven’t seen her at any meals. I get the feeling she’s avoiding me. And you know, I accept the fact that she doesn’t want to see me again. I just can’t shake the feeling that something is wrong.”
Cash clears his throat again.
“You chokin’?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “Duke, you gotta talk to her.”
“What?” Duke pulls on his reins, slowing his horse. “Do you know something I don’t?”
Cash looks away. His posture is stiff.
“Talk to her,” he repeats.
“How can I do that if she won’t pick up my calls? If you know something, Cash, I need you to tell me.”
Despite Cash’s deep tan, I’m still able to see the flush of red that’s working its way up his neck.
Oh, Lord. Something’s up.
“Not my place to say,” Cash replies evenly. “I’ll tell Mollie to tell Wheeler to call you.”
Duke grabs Cash’s arm, his eyes wide. “Tell me. I’m begging you. She okay?”
“She’s fine. Well, not fine, but—”
“Jesus Christ.” I look at my brother, shell-shocked as the pieces suddenly click into place. “She’s pregnant, isn’t she?”
I glance at Duke. Duke glances at Cash, panic written clear as day on his face.
“Fuck.” Cash closes his eyes. “I didn’t say that.”
“Is it true?” Duke’s voice is barely above a whisper. “Is Wheeler pregnant?”
Cash opens his eyes. They’re wet.
“Yes, Duke. Wheeler is pregnant.”