âMom and Dad are in the back room,â Stephanie said, pulling some toys from the backseat. âHow do you want to do this?â
That was the one part of the trip Hannah hadnât pinned down yet. Planning it had been hard enough. Neither Stephanie nor Hannah lived particularly close, and they werenât ones to randomly plan visits, especially that close to Thanksgiving. But as it turned out, Stephanie and Charlotte werenât going to be with the Abbotts for Thanksgiving, so Hannah had been able to angle a pre-holiday get-together in her favor. All that planning, but how to introduce Will? They would have only seconds. Theyâd be expecting Brian. Between Willâs wedding band and Hannahâs engagement ring and band, there were going to be a lot of questions.
âLetâs just do it.â She held up her hand. âThey arenât going to miss this.â
Stephanie pulled Hannahâs hand into her own, running a finger over the diamond. âJesus, it gets more beautiful every time I see it.â
âFunny,â Will replied, pulling Hannah into him. âThatâs what I think every time I see your sister.â
Hannah kissed him, letting his warmth and confidence seep into her. They could do this. She pulled away from Will at Stephanieâs overly loud throat clearing. Â
âReady, husband?â
His hand found hers. âWeâve got this.â
Hannah paused at the threshold and took a calming breath while Will followed Stephanie into the kitchen to drop off the bags. They were going to love him. She repeated it like a mantra, drowning out the sounds of the kids and her dadâs deep laughter, giving herself an extra moment to collect her thoughts and rehearse. Mom. Dad. This is Will. My husband. Straight to the point. Hi, everyone. Remember my friend Will from college? Well, we have some exciting news. That option at least framed Willâs connection to her life before the last month and maybe didnât make her seem completely insane.
Too soon, Stephanie and Will returned. Will reclaimed her hand and kissed her temple. âReady, Mrs. Thorne?â
She nodded and led him through the house to the back room, where she could hear the adults talking and the boys running around.
âHi, everyone,â she said loudly enough to catch their attention. She waved with her right hand, her left still securedâeffectively hiding her diamondâin Willâs hand.
The adults in the room turned at the sound of her voice. Charlotte stopped midsentence. Her gaze swung between Hannah and Stephanie, back again, and landed on Hannah and Willâs entwined hands. Hannahâs parents seemed only to have eyes for Will. And she couldnât blame themâsheâd brought Brian to the Labor Day barbecue.
âWhoâs that?â Aiden, Charlotteâs youngest son, asked. He crawled onto his grandpaâs lapâHannah wasnât sure she would ever get used to her dad being a grandpaâand waved shyly at Will. Will wiggled his fingers back with a big smile.
âThis is Will, you rememberââ Hannah stopped short at her motherâs laser gaze on Willâs hand. He was holding Hannahâs hand with his right, so heâd waved at Aiden with his left, wedding band gleaming. Damn platinum.
Hannah disentangled herself from Will. She was either a homewrecker or crazy. She preferred that her parents think her crazy. âWill and I are married.â
âAre you...â Hannahâs father said. âThis isnât funny, if itâs some sort of joke.â
She held up her left hand, ring out. âItâs not a joke, Dad. We got married about a month ago now. It all happened so fast, and then work exploded. Iâve wanted to tell you.â
âYou couldâve called.â This was from her mother, who hadnât moved from her position on the couch.
Conversely, Hannah and Will stood awkwardly in the entrance of the family room, with Stephanie leaning against the doorjamb.
Hannah crossed her arms and curbed the urge to tap her foot. âWe wanted to tell you in person.â Â
âWell, task achieved,â her mother said, crossing her legs. âA month and a day too late.â
Ouch. They probably deserved that. This was why sheâd wanted to tell them they were engaged first and work up to the marriage part. But Jonathanâs upcoming party had stopped that idea in its tracks.
Will shifted next to her, and she sensed that he was about to come out with some endearing response to try and win her mother over. It wouldnât work.
She took a small step forward, but before she could say anything, Stephanie moved in, taking up a position next to Hannah. They stood shoulder to shoulder, exactly how theyâd stood when Stephanie had returned home with a fiancĂ©e and stepfamily in tow.
âMom,â Stephanie said with enough attitude that the single word conveyed a paragraphâs worth of conversation.Â
âDid you know about this?â
âAll right, boys,â Charlotte said, scoping Aiden up. âLetâs go check out those new Nerf guns Grandpa got you.â
A round of squeals came from the boys as they headed upstairs to Stephanieâs old bedroom. Her parents had converted it into a playroom complete with a fort.
âWill, is it?â
Hannah turned at her fatherâs voice. She hadnât noticed him approach.
His eyes were locked on Will. âDo you drink? Because I could use a drink.â
Will caught Hannahâs eyes. She saw the struggleâhe didnât want to abandon her, but they both knew her fatherâs request wasnât optional.
âIâll be fine.â
He nodded and lightly brushed his lips against hers. She felt it down to her toes.
âA drink would be great, sir,â Will said, following her father out of the room.
Hannah returned her attention to her mother, who was needling Stephanie. Clearly, her mom did not believe that the youngest Abbott had no idea about her sisterâs activities. Or maybe she was shocked Stephanie had kept a secret, if only her mother knew Stephanie was keeping two.
âMom,â Hannah said, drawing her motherâs ire away from her sister. âStephanie didnât know. Will and I fell for each other and decided to get married. There was very little planning involved.â
âClearly.â Her motherâs tone was harsh and a bit sarcastic. She had yet to move from the couch.
Hannah couldnât stand being read a riot act like she was a teenager breaking curfew. She sat down on the ottoman her father had vacated. âCan we talk about this like adults, please? I didnât mean to hurt your feelings or upset youââ
âAre you in trouble? Is that what this is about?â The subtext to that statement was more than clear.
âNo, Mom. Thereâs no baby on the way. How could you even ask me that?â
âHow could I not? You show up at our house with some strange man you married since we last saw you a few months ago? What happened to Brian? We liked Brian.â
âI was never going to marry Brian,â Hannah said dryly.
âWhy not?â
She hadnât confided in her mother for years. Kate and Riley fulfilled that need. But still, how had they gotten so far off base that her mother couldnât tell Brian wasnât long-term? She debated what to disclose. âBecause he didnât want to marry me.â
Her mother crossed her arms. âSo you cheated on him?
âI didnât cheat on him,â Hannah said, throwing her hands up in the air. She had spent a lifetime making smart decisions and safe choicesâher motherâs voice lived in her head, guiding her down the expected road. Wasnât she allowed a detour? Stephanie had taken several, and their mother had never questioned her integrity. Stephanie was all heart, but Hannah always led with her head. She still was, but her mother didnât deserve to know that now.
âWhen I realized I had more than platonic feelings for Will, I broke up with Brianâbefore anything happened,â Hannah continued. âGod, Mom. Who do you think I am?â
âI donât know at this point, Hannah! Why did you get married to someone you barely know? Where did you even find him?â