his head. “The only stir it caused was one of amazement that I wasn’t in prison. Do we need anything
else, Diana?“ He waved a hand at the items he’d put on the checkout counter.
“Dog food. Specter won’t be pleased if we return without his rations.“
“Damn. I almost forgot,“ Colby said, looking innocent.
“Well, it’s about time,“ Angela Prentice announced in ringing tones as her daughter introduced her to her future
son-in-law on the steps of the courthouse. “I was beginning to think this child of mine was never going to find herself
a man. I hope you two don’t waste any time getting started on my grandkid. Lord knows, I’ve waited long enough.“
Diana was getting tired of blushing lately. She glared at her attractive, petite mother, aware that Colby was grinning
broadly. “Honestly, Mom. The least you can do is refrain from embarrassing me at my own wedding.“
Angela’s hazel eyes gleamed with amusement. “Don’t pay any attention to her, Colby. She can be a real
stick-in-the-mud. Spent too many years being a hot-shot lady executive, if you ask me. Look at the result. Thirty-four
years old, and never been married. It’s a wonder you weren’t put off by all those chilly corporate manners of hers.
Most men are scared to death of her.“
“I had my moments of doubt,“ Colby said gravely as he shook hands with Angela. “But I persevered. There’s more
to Diana than meets the eye at first. And we writers are good at looking below the surface, you know.“
“Any money in this writing business?“
“Mother!“
Colby’s grin widened. “Don’t yell at your mother, Diana. She’s got a right to know if I can support you in the style
in which you’ve been supporting yourself for the past few years.“ He turned back to Angela’s bright, inquisitive face.
“Yes, Angela, there is some money in the writing business. Nowadays, at any rate. There didn’t used to be, and one
never knows about the future, but I’ve always been able to take care of my son one way or another. I’m sure I’ll be
able to take care of Diana and the baby.“
“Colby!“ Diana was turning from pink to red. She could have strangled him. One look at her mother’s face told her
the damage was done.
“What baby?“ Angela swung around gleefully to confront her daughter. “Don’t tell me you’re pregnant already?
Good grief, Diana. When you decided to go, you went all the way, didn’t you? Congratulations, honey, I didn’t think
you had it in you to finally cut loose and live a little.“
“Mother, let me explain…“
“No explanations needed. You’re thirty-four years old, not eighteen. I’m thrilled. Positively thrilled.“ Angela threw
her arms around her daughter, and then she hugged Colby. “This is the happiest moment of my life. I’m going to sign
up for a knitting class as soon as I get home. I can’t wait to get started on some cute little booties.“
Colby’s eyes gleamed with laughter as he regarded Diana over the top of her mother’s curly blond head. “Who
would have guessed,“ he asked gently, “that mother-in-laws came in so many varieties?“
Diana didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She was saved from having to do either when she spotted Brandon
trotting down the steps.
“Hey, Dad, they’re ready inside,“ Brandon called. “You two better get in here.“
“We’re on our way.“ Colby put his arm around Diana and pulled her close against his side.
She leaned into his strength, aware that her knees suddenly felt weak. “Colby, are you absolutely sure you want to
do this?“
“Are you kidding? Your mother would kill me if I backed out now.“
Half an hour later Colby kissed Diana and bundled her into the front seat of the Jeep. He touched the ring on her left
hand. “You look terrific, Mrs. Savagar. Sexy , as hell. Can’t wait to get you into bed.“
“You’re going to have to demonstrate a little patience, Mr. Savagar. Brandon told
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