Just What I Need
A Bradford novella.
Expect the unexpected…especially when a Bradford is expecting
As family and friends gather to see Dooley and Morgan get married, anticipation is high—but no one saw this much excitement coming. A wedding that doubles as a baby shower, a limo that doubles as an ambulance, a hospital room that doubles as a honeymoon suite… Sure, why not? It's a Bradford wedding, after all.
Dani's in labor, Sam's in a daze, Ben's taking charge, Sara's crying, Jessica's got a secret, Dooley's missing his honeymoon-in other words, things are crazy. As usual. But through it all they've got each other. As always.
Warning: An epilogue to the Bradford series (seriously, this is an epilogue, so keep that in mind) featuring all the couples, a wedding, a baby—or two—and donuts. Because you have to have donuts.
© copyright Erin Nicholas, 2010
Eve knocked on the door to the dressing room. “Danika?” she called as she pushed the door open a moment later.
Dani wasn’t in the main sitting area, but the door to the tiny washroom was shut.
Eve debated about bothering her. Eve Campbell was the new girl. She’d known her husband’s group of friends and their women for a few months now that she and Kevin had gotten back together. All of his friends and their wives had shown up to see Kevin and Eve renew their vows. They’d had multiple dinners over the past several months. Dani was as nice and sweet as all the other girls. But of the four—Jessica, Dani, Sara and Morgan—Dani was the least likely to be fussing about her appearance.
For one, she had a natural beauty that didn’t need any makeup to shine through. For another, she was far more comfortable ruining her nails on a home do-it-yourself project than she was worrying about if her polish was the right shade, so Eve doubted Dani was primping. But that didn’t make the decision about bothering her or not any easier.
Eve turned to go, then thought about it again. Dani was going to be needed in the church soon.
She knocked on the bathroom door softly. “Dani?”
“Sam’s looking for you.”
There was a pause, then, “Okay.”
Eve heard the water run in the little bathroom, then another pause, then the door swung open and Dani gave her a big smile.
A really big smile.
“You okay?” Eve asked.
“Absolutely,” Dani said enthusiastically. “Definitely. I’m great.”
Yeah, that was really perky. Danika Bradford was a happy person by nature, but not someone Eve would describe as perky.
Eve narrowed her eyes. “Should I get Sam?” Did Dani get nervous being up in front of people? Maybe she was feeling fat. All the women looked gorgeous in the deep plum, floor-length halter dresses, but Dani was pregnant. Really pregnant. And she had to stand next to Sara. Next to Sara anyone would feel fat.
Dani pressed her lips together, like she was fighting to tone down the smile, and shook her head. “No, you can’t get Sam,” she said, the smile escaping in spite of her efforts.
Now Eve was really suspicious. Dani always wanted to be with Sam. And vice versa.
Eve crossed her arms. “Dani, what’s going on?”
“Are you sick?”
“You’re not throwing up?”
“No. I’m…contracting.” She said it like Eve would expect her to say, “No. I won the lottery.” The smile was obviously real.
“You’re…” The word sank in and Eve felt her eyes grow wide as her gaze dropped to Dani’s belly. “Did you say contracting?”