Brie Sullivan has a new baby girl and there are a million things to do, but Brie
doesn’t have the energy to keep up. Why? She’s still grieving for her husband
and suffering from baby blues, but she won’t let that stop her. She’s come up
with the answer–find a new husband to be the father of her kids.
Jason Clark has been doing everything he can to help Brie. He loves her but can he
accept her proposal of marriage knowing she’s not thinking clearly about the
Jason walked down the hall, turned the corner, and paused in the doorway of his friend’s office. “Hey, Hagan, you got a minute.”
Hagan looked up from the papers on his desk and pushed back his chair. “Yes, I’m glad you stopped by. Jen is talking about remodeling the master bathroom in our new house. We were hoping you could do the work.”
“Are you planning on living in this house for more than a few months?”
Hagan smiled, unmoved by the jab. “Yes, now that I’ve rented mine, and Jen has sold hers.”
“Great, let me know when you’re ready to get started.” Jason cupped his hand around the cold metal of the doorknob. “Is it okay if I close this?”
“Sure.” Hagan raised an eyebrow and indicated Jason should take a seat.
After closing the door, Jason settled into one of the chairs, his gaze landing on his friend’s handsome face. Hagan’s muscular build, strawberry-blonde hair and hazel eyes had turned many ladies’ heads back when they had worked out together at the gym. For a while, back before he started dating Jen, Jason had worried Hagan might even be interested in Brie.
Now, that was no longer a concerned, but how did Jason explain about what happened last night.
“So what’s up?” Hagan pressed.
Jason rubbed his sweaty palms against his jeans. His gaze jumped to the oak desk, cream colored walls and back to his friend’s face. Anxiety bubbled through his veins, and his well-laid out speech flew out the window.
He blurted out, “I don’t know how to say this. Hell, I don’t even know how it happened, but last night Brie asked me to marry her.”
“What?” The shocked look almost made Jason laugh, but the reality of the situation held him in check.
“I know. I can’t believe it either, but she did.” Jason shook his head, trying to remember exactly what had happened.
“So what did you say?” Hagan grinned and leaned back in his chair as if this situation were a clever joke.
“What could I say?” Jason, leaning forward, cupped his hands over his knees. “She was upset, crying and yelling at the kids.”
That should have been his first indication she wasn’t acting like herself. “You know her, Hagan, she never yells at anyone. I thought she was just having a bad day.”
He recalled holding her, while she cried and sputtered out incoherent word, but mostly he remember her enticing body next to his. He never considered her problem might be more serious than a lack of sleep. But after her proposal…
“Maybe she was tired?” Hagan’s eyes narrowed.
“That’s what I thought too, so I offered to feed the baby while she rested. Then out of nowhere, she pops out with ‘will you marry me?’ I knew right then she was suffering from more than just fatigue. She’s delusional, depressed, fighting unsuccessfully to hold onto reality. She needs professional help.” Jason searched for proof he’d assessed the situation incorrectly.
Wrinkles formed on Hagan’s brow. He stared at the glass paperweight on his desk. “She’s gone through a lot over the past year; the death of her husband, the pressure to move south, her pregnancy, Isabella’s delivery. It wouldn’t be surprising, if she’s suffering from postpartum depression.”
“So what can we do for her?” Jason didn’t like seeing Brie in agony and hoped Hagan could offer a solution.
“That’s a hard one, if Brie’s not willing to admit there is a problem.”
Great. Dread rolled through Jason’s stomach. Maybe he should’ve called his mom. After all, she was one of Brie’s best friends. What would his mom say about the proposal? Would she be for or against the idea?
“Let me talk to Jen and see what she can do.” Hagan reached for his phone, his hand hovering above the receiver. “Unless of course, you’ve decided marrying her is the best alternative.”
Jason shook his head, unwilling even to consider the possibility. Not when Brie was still in love with her dead husband. “No, call Jen. We both know Allison would never want me as her father.”
“So I guess that means you turned Brie’s proposal down?”
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