Synopsis: The Heart's Game - Book #4 The Kelly Brothers Series - Crista McHugh - July 2014
What happens at Comic-Con, stays at Comic-Con…
engineer Jenny Nguyen has given up on finding Mr. Right. So when her
brother and his husband approach her to act as surrogate for their
child, she sees it as her only chance to have a child and accepts. One
week after she initiates the process, however, she meets a man who gets
her heart pumping for all the right reasons and gives into the
temptation. When the test turns positive, she’s believes she can’t
handle both the pregnancy and dating, but she underestimates how
persistent a Daniel Kelly can be.
When surgeon and gamer-geek Dan
meets a pretty woman dressed as a Sailor Scout at Comic-Con, a roll of
his lucky 20-sided die tells him he should take a gamble on her. One
night of passion leaves him longing for more, but Jenny’s refusal to
return his calls afterward leaves him wondering if the attraction was
one-sided. An accidental discovery of her pregnancy has him convinced
the baby is his, and he’ll stop at nothing to win her heart.
Dan remained in bed, staring
at the frame of light created by the closed door and wondering where things had
gone wrong. He hadn’t come to Comic-Con looking to score. Hell, he hadn’t even
considered taking Jenny back to his room when he’d first spotted her at the bar
last night. And now she had him wanting to break all his rules and wishing he
could have more than just one night of hot sex.
It was a dilemma that could
only be resolved by one thing—a roll of his lucky die.
He found his pants and pulled
out the twenty-sided piece of plastic. If he rolled high, he’d push one more
time for her number or e-mail. If he rolled low, he’d let her go. He closed his
eyes, asked his question, and tossed it onto the nightstand.
Dan frowned. He wanted a clear
indication one way or another, not a neutral response. He picked up the die and
rolled it again.
piece of plastic.
The bathroom door opened, and
Jenny emerged, fully clothed. “Thanks again, Dan, for everything.”
An uncomfortable ache formed
in his chest, and he glanced at the lucky die one more time in vain hope it had
changed to a twenty when he wasn’t looking. “You, too, Jenny. And who
knows—maybe we’ll see each other at Comic-Con next year.”
A weak smile formed on her
lips. “Maybe so. But remember—what happens at Comic-Con, stays at Comic-Con.”
A lump formed in his throat.
His mind was screaming at him for letting her go like this, but he had to
respect her wishes. He swallowed hard to shove the lump into his stomach.
She took a step toward him
like she was about to change her mind, but then spun around and ran for the
door like she was being pursued by a pack of direwolves.
The bang of it closing behind
her echoed longer in his mind than it did in reality. He picked up the die and
asked, “Did I do the right thing letting her go? High yes, and low no.”
He let it go and checked the
He flopped back on the pillows
and stared at the ceiling. His lucky die had never been wrong before. He just
had to trust it and hope he hadn’t made a huge mistake by not chasing after