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had given Julie his cell number, and he wasn’t ready to break that connection, as imaginary as it might be, with her.
    How was it that he’d found a girl, had fallen for her, and lost her, all in the span of a single night.
    It wasn’t fair, but fate and life usually weren’t.
    Logan stretched, his shoulder protesting. This injury was going to take a lot of recovery time. He hoped the starting quarterback position would still be there when he was a hundred percent. If it wasn’t, he’d have taken a chance and lost something else very important. Logan wasn’t ready to retire, even if his body was whispering for him to hang it up.
    Not happening. He’d taken a chance and come to the Midwest, and he was going to do his best. Despite the shoulder that looked like it needed surgical intervention. He was flying home for a medical consult and all he could think of was Julie, not Myra, who was watching Fishyface for him. Not his mom and dad, not even Dara, his sister.
    And not even his football career.
    All he could think of was Julie, and it was coloring everything he did, every interaction, every bit of physical therapy. He was angry, he was hurt, and he missed her. Going home had little appeal for him; he was terrified this was the end of the road and his career was done.
    He was going home.
    Even if he was doing it in a really pissed off mood.

    ***

    Julie stared at the little stick, the bright lines proclaiming the very thing that would change her life. She’d been denying all the signs for a couple of weeks now. The nausea, the wild mood swings, the tender breasts, the period that had been so light, the water weight she’d been gaining.
    The cravings. God, the cravings.
    It shouldn’t have been a shock, but it was. Julie was pregnant, and there was only one man who could be the father—Logan Morris.  
    Julie had spent a lot of time trying to forget him, but she had never had a lover like him before, so tender and gentle. She could almost believe that they’d been suspended in time, living an entire romance in one night. He’d been tender and gentle, patient. It seemed impossible to think of him as a player now.
    In fact, if she hadn’t been awoken by his cellphone, she might never have known. It made sense, though. Logan was movie star handsome, he was intelligent, a great athlete. Perfect for a one night stand or even more. Apparently she wasn’t the only one who thought so, given the parade of women who had texted him. Why not share the wealth, give the gift of his very sexy body with humanity.
    And it seemed as if that night was the gift that kept right on giving.
    Julie hadn’t told anyone about her one night with Logan. Belle had sent a quick email just after the party, saying she was going on her first ever location assignment, and that she would be in touch. That had actually relieved Julie. She had no idea what Belle might have seen—or not seen, Belle had been in her own world trying to score herself a gorgeous football player.
    And Julie? She’d allowed herself to get swept away with Logan, her heart and soul involved.
    And now...now what? She couldn’t afford to raise a baby on her own, but there was no way she could involve him. He had his football career and didn't need her in the way of it. And he had his other women.
    But despite that, how could she not tell him about the baby? This wasn’t just her decision. Or anything she did wasn’t just her choice. It was Logan’s baby, too.
    A baby. Julie burst into tears, clenching her bathroom sink.
    What in heaven’s name was she going to do now?

    ***

    Several hours and a crying jag later, Julie called her mother. There was no way she could do this alone. Mom had sounded alarmed at Julie’s shuddery request for her to come over. Julie wouldn’t tell the news over the phone. She needed her mom here to try to help her put it all into perspective.
    When Julie answered the door, Mom walked in, pulling her into an embrace. Julie sank into it,