“How the hell did she find out?” Lizzie asked Seth as they drove to their parents’ house later that afternoon. “Does she have spies in town?”
Seth grimaced. “Probably. I told you: she just found out from somebody and I told her she could hear it from you. That’s it.”
Lizzie stared straight ahead as Seth drove. Crossing her arms, she struggled to figure out what she’d say to her parents. I’m pregnant, and it’s Trent Younger’s. Congratulate me?
They’d love that. Even though Lizzie was an adult, out-of-wedlock children weren’t high on the list of her parents’ expectations. Lizzie had already flouted what they’d wanted by running off to be a musician. Now, having a baby and not marrying the father? Her mom would probably have a stroke.
Lizzie couldn’t stop the smile playing at her lips as
