Who's The Father Of Jenny's Baby?. Donna Clayton
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She had amnesia. And the doctor was saying she was pregnant. Letter to Reader Title Page Dedication About the Author Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Epilogue Copyright
She had amnesia. And the doctor was saying she was pregnant.
Her name was Jenny Prentice. She repeated it silently, slowly. A man named Luke claimed she was his wife. And she had a baby growing inside her. The weight of all this staggering news had her reeling.
Baby. Instinctively, she smoothed a protective hand over her abdomen.
“Jenny,” Luke said, disbelief in his eyes, “why didn’t you tell me?”
All she could do was look at him helplessly. She couldn’t help but wonder what kind of woman would keep such wonderful news from her husband.
“I might be able to shed some light on this situation.”
All eyes turned to Luke’s brother, Chad, as they waited for him to explain himself.
“I’m sorry you have to find out like this, Luke,” Chad continued. “But I think Jenny didn’t tell anyone about the baby because...well, to put it bluntly, I think I may be the baby’s father.”
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Who’s The Father Of Jenny’s Baby?
Donna Clayton
For Dorothy B. Montgomery My Aunt Dot With Love
DONNA CLAYTON
is proud to be a recipient of the Holt Medallion, an award honoring outstanding literary talent. And seeing her work appear on the Waldenbooks Series bestsellers list has given her a great deal of joy and satisfaction.
Reading is one of Donna’s favorite ways to while away a rainy afternoon. She loves to hike, too. Another hobby added to her list of fun things to do is traveling. She fell in love with Europe during her first trip abroad recently and plans to return often. Oh, and Donna still collects cookbooks, but as her writing career grows, she finds herself using them less and less.
Chapter One
She came awake slowly, as if she’d been ensnared for an eternity in the deepest of sleeps. The warm fuzziness threatened to pull her back into the protective depths of slumber; however, the flurry of activity she sensed taking place around her was too disturbing, too confusing, and she was forced to shrug off the dreamy hands tugging at her, enticing her back into oblivion.
With great effort, she raised her eyelids and was immediately blinded by the powerful light shining down from directly overhead. A small unbidden moan passed her lips. Turning her head away from the bright light, she immediately regretted the movement as a giant wave of nausea washed over her. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried not to move.
“She’s coming to. Get the doctor in here. Now.”
The man’s voice sounded unfamiliar to her, but the intense, barely suppressed emotion lacing the rich resonance of his words sent a shiver coursing down her spine. She couldn’t help but wonder who he was.
The query, innocently whispered through the foggy haze in her brain, seemed to pry open a floodgate through which other questions tumbled and churned, one on top of the other.
Where was she? What was happening? What had brought her to this place? Why was every muscle in her body throbbing like an abscessed tooth? And why didn’t someone turn off that glaring light?
“Jenny? Come on, now, wake up.”
A different voice, her mind deciphered. Male, also. But softer than the first. Less angry. However, this one, too, was tinged with emotion. The edginess pervading the second man’s words nearly made her skin crawl, and for the